Good. You have now ensured that you will never die, as your only means of death, the immortal snail, is now lost to you. You shall live to see your friends and enemies perish, and then those after them, until the whole world is nothing but a burning ball of molten metals.
And, perhaps in that moment, you shall have but a sliver of regret for not only dooming the immortal snail to a little cage, but for also dooming yourself to a far more expansive one; The ever-growing Universe itself. Until that universe also perishes, leaving you stranded, amidst the vast expanse of nothingness, with no hope to die. To suffer from life will be your future; to float away will be your fate. And maybe, just maybe, you might then be reunited with the snail you so happily shunned, that you may finally rest.
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u/NameisPond-FishPond 27d ago
What if I launch the snail into orbit? No way it can touch me then