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I just... I just cannot believe this is it. This is life. There is no magical third act where I am the star in some fantasy adventure. I won’t suddenly gain superpowers and fight cartoonish villains. This is it. This is all it will ever be. 50 more years of quiet, drab misery. Our one shot at consciousness is spent on something so unimaginably boring. My “gift” of sentience is wageslaving, consuming media, messing around with hobbies that will never fill the void, eating, shitting, cleaning. And that’s all there is.