"So, what you're saying is, you want to fake your own death?"
The words fell on open ears; hearing those words outloud gave them wait, and settled the idea in his mind.
Rosaro knew that there was nothing else he could do, but let the old him die, and ressurect.
Good old zapfics, you can't beat them. I like writing short stories such as this, and find them a lot of fun to do.
I'm currently working on a pretty cool multi-part story, which I'm fairly happy with, and I also took down some notes for worldbuilding elements I want to add/ incorporate into some stories.
It seems that my writing block has kind of lifted, and personally, I think it's these zapfics that helped to lift it. Numerous times I've written one of these, and then had an itch to go back to a small idea and expand on it.