I'm an immortal being chasing foolish revenge. 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.

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  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 away and 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?"