You don't need to be in pain to be dying. Sometimes, the most dangerous kind of death isn't violent or dramatic. It's silent. It's subtle. It's the morning you wake up and feel... nothing. No drive. No urgency. No meaning. You drag yourself through the day not because you're weak, but because something inside you is quietly whispering, "What's the point?" That voice is the true killer. Not bullets. Not fire. Not heartbreak. That voice is the same one that likely ended the Neanderthals. And it's hunting you next. The Slow Death of a Species Neanderthals didn’t go extinct because they were slaughtered. They vanished because they stopped pushing forward. They lost drive. They lost momentum. They lost the will to adapt, reproduce, and survive. Biologists can argue over ice ages and interbreeding, but here's the truth: when a species loses its will to build, to protect, and to pass on its legacy, nature steps in and deletes it. That is...