Greetings, comrades from the digital realm!

This post is kinda self-explainatory. In this hypothetical scenario, Death itself has taken form, knocking on your door; quite literally. It offers to you, as its condolences for your early departure, a meal of your choice. Quantity doesn't matter, as long as you're able to finish it whole within a 3 hour margin. Death will be present for the entirety of it all, but won't respond to your questions about what's on the other side. What would be your Last Meal, nya?

