As an atheist, I don’t think there is a need to fear death. The correct emotion to cast at the state is probably anger or hate.

I hate death because it robs us of consciousness. It robs us of experience. It robs us of our dreams. It snatches away our purpose.

Because I hate death, I live. I want to push boundaries of my experience and enjoy what my senses can absorb while I’m lucid.

There is a funny spin to life. If there is no death, life cannot be sustained (besides the overpopulation issue). There is no purpose or drive to live. There is no point to fall in love, procreate and have an improved version of yourself. Why do we die? So we can live forever.