He is the Master, and he is Death’s Champion, and he is the embodiment of all that is evil, and he is sheer unbridled class.
As such, he does not die. He just simply does not.
He can be killed, sure. You could burn him to a crisp or throw him off a cliff or push him into the Eye of goddamn Harmony and kill him. But he doesn’t die.
He’s too classy to die. He is un-alive for long periods of time, living-impaired, if you will, sure, but he doesn’t ever die.
For he is Death’s Champion. He is the Master.
And he just doesn’t.
Tags: Doctor Who, The Master

