At 970 years of age, you have tried everything. Every drug, every food, every ambition. You are, quite frankly, bored. Which is why you have tried to die. So far you have lept from an exceedingly tall building, drunk a litre of rat poison, and tied bricks to your feet and jumped from your yacht. Somehow you always survive.

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