I''m an immortal being chasing foolishrevenge. I''ve been chasing this fruitless dream for over 40 years.


    I was finally going to end it. It felt so good. After such a long time, I could finally rest.


    This was the last man... involved in the murder of my family.You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.


    I go up to him and kill him. I get shot a couple dozen times, but I''m used to the pain by now.


    After that, I run awayand go to the shack I usually reside in.


    I finally did it! I was very happy!


    But then an empty feeling took over my body. And I asked myself "What now?"


    I had become a killing machine pumping out much-needed judgment. But this feeling wouldn''t go away. I endlessly asked myself "What do I do now?"