I don't know how or when I was first born. I may have always existed. I am my own father, I am my own son. Every time I am born, at the age of 15, an accident or error would always send me backwards in time, to 30 years ago. At the age of 29, I would fall in love, at the age of 30, my first child would be born. That child would always be me.

At the age of 45, I would die, sent back 30 years again as a ghost. 15 years of wandering later, I would disappear and be born as a baby somewhere. That baby would always grow up, give birth to himself, then die.

Every single time, every world, every person.

Experiences from billions of lives, from millions of worlds. Billions of people's personalities, and their memories.

The experiences, pains, sufferings.

I want to die.

My one and only wish is to die.

I have gone to any and all I could find, if they could kill me.

The blue skinned Osiris, Dog headed Anubis, Sinister Hades, Wealthy Pluto.

The black clothed reaper, the giant snake apropria, the daughter of the trickster Hel.

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The spirit of the abyss, the soul that created, the holy goddess, the evil devil

The fallen angel Lucifer, the divine dragon Felgrand, the tyrant dragon Deimos

The ghost sailor Seigfried, the ferryman Charon, the great undead Roland

The spirit king, the Elemental master, the first sin, the last virtue, all and more

I searched everywhere and nowhere, met everyone and no one

To all I met, I said the same thing.

Kill me.

I want to die.

Free me from this miserable cycle.

They said they can't.

I was the strongest, and the weakest.

I killed them all, and even more.

You kill me, or you shall die.

I killed everyone and no one, in everywhere and nowhere.

Every world I visited, every thing I had.

Treasures spanning the multiverse, endless different creatures as slaves and pets

Wives and children, all the children were me

Corpses of every species, DNA samples, every magic in existance

I researched forever and for no time at all

I had everything, yet I lacked the thing I most desired, death.

Searching for all powerful existances, all gods and creatures of misfortune.

I tried to create the ultimate being, something so powerful that I may die

I want to die

I then created, using all magic and all gods, no magic and no gods, an anchor.

As long as the anchor was around, I could not be born, and my soul would forever be locked.

I could not be born but I could not die.

Fair enough, I couldn't die anyway...

The most hideous thing in the world, as if containing all the world's beauty within it, a painting

In a painting inside a castle on a planet somewhere and nowhere, I slaved forever and never

To find a method of eternal sleep

I slave away, speaking neither truth nor lie.

My name is paul, I live to die