Existential Dread

'I’m afraid of dying without having accomplished a single thing properly, failing to leave my name in people’s minds and just remaining as one of dozens of mediocre casualties. It’s a truly terrible existential dread.'

'My goal is to have my name printed in a News Headline after I die. If I keep working hard like this, it won’t be entirely impossible. Just watch the news and remember me.'

“My name will remain in the net database forever. Not as one of dozens, hundreds, or thousands, but as the only one.”

Mr. Bing had said that once.

“Are you, by any chance, jealous?”

It was an impulsive question.

But the underlying logic was not sudden.

The only one is remembered forever after death.

Didn’t they say a person leaves their name after death?

Even if her life was miserable, Mary I, who achieved eternal life by passing her name down to a cocktail, Bloody Mary, might be an existence that perfectly matches Mr. Bing’s future death, his well-dying...