leviathan
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He had no regrets about how it ended. He would do it again if he had to. He'd solved the problem. Perhaps, in another life, if there was any to be had after this, he would be blessed with a stable course of existence. He was loading the gun as he thought this through. What reasoning had the Universe to grant him that? All he wanted was peace. And it'd taken a war to get it. But it was over now, and he could only hope he could apologize to everyone sometime in his immortal eternity, be it in heaven or hell or wherever the cosmos sent the boy who destroyed the world.
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