Reign nodded in agreement. "To not be remembered even in death would be sad. It's as if you didn't exist in the first place."

He shuddered to think that such a thing would happen to him, or anyone that he knew of. "Or at least get someone to carve a statement tombstone or something," he said with a sheepish chuckle.

Either way, Reign continued to chat idly with the red head, gradually making acquaintances with the man, Axel. The night was young, and with a few more words, they parted ways.