Sea of fish

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My story started with a question. "Who are you?" My answer, simple human. But I want to be more. I wanted to be immortal, the hero, the villain, a companion, and a sidekick, but never a damsel in distress.
I wanted to matter.
But I don't, no one does. The universe and space could care less if you died today or tomorrow or five years from now. When you die you're gone, eventually your existence will become nothing but a speck in time. Time a man made thing, and what happens when the last man dies? We become nothing, just a cluster of atoms forming dust or rock.
I want out of this reality.