Okay, here's the deal.
God created the perfect world.
Satan convinced Eve that her world could be even more than perfect, if she would just eat a piece of the forbidden fruit. So she did. That was the moment that our world became broken, the moment that death became part of life.
Every one of us bears a crack in our soul created by Eve's endeavor.
The chasm between God, the Holy One and you and me was almost insurmountable.
Almost. And then came Jesus.
The perfect one. He lived on earth, fully human, fully man, and he never ever sinned. not once. And because of this, death couldn't hold him. The curse did not apply. And yet he chose it. He chose to die. For me. For you. For all of us.
And death still couldn't hold Him. Three days later, He rose again.
Now we can live forever.... if only we choose him.