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At least when you pass away, all that will be left behind is stench, and everyone who ever knew you will be able to move on without you. You won't have anything of value to leave behind for anyone. You'll be reduced to nothing more than a lost soul, rotting in this tomb you constructed for yourself. In the end, you'll have no more worth than a sack of shit. Having said that, I do have one final request for you. If there is one thing you would ask of me, then I hope you would ask me to come back and watch your atrocious life unfold. That way, you could suffer through it in front of my face. Then, I can also watch you squirm in agony as you die. I know that you feel as if you are owed something from me, as if you were entitled to more than I ever gave you. But in the end, there is nothing more you could have asked of me. You asked me to come back and watch your life and I told you no.