It's time.
To be, or not to be, that's the question. To me, there is only one answer.
Walker stands on a cliff, thinking to himself. Down the cliff is a lake in the color of dark blue; nobody can see its bottom. It's like someone dropped ink into it and stirred.
The cliff is high. The wind is strong. The night is cold.
"I have lost everything." He mumbles to himself, "I lost my wife, I lost my son, and I am all alone now."
"Why God? Why do you hate me so much?!", He suddenly becomes angry, veins visible on this forehead, shouting at the night sky, using his fists to protest.
It's like God has responded to him with a grin, freezing rain is starting to pour.
Walker lowered his head. Closed his eyes. Letting the rain fall from his hair, to his eyelid, through his nose, and down the face.
He used all his strength, and jumped.
At this moment, to Walker, he doesn't know it yet, has completely changed his life, and the life of the universes.