Epilogue
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With the PC research completed, Galactoid is now like Captain Ahab in Hermann Melville's novel - just with one noticeable difference: of having destroyed the white whale, and is now bereft with a life with no further purpose. Galactoid is just like a Luffy from One Piece, who has finally found the One Piece, and has no further purpose.
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It's a cruel, cruel life, but it seems that perhaps, in man's pursuit of perfection, the irony is that once one has reached perfection, life becomes without its significance. The irony of perfection, it seems, is that it requires its share of imperfection in order to fill the void of meaninglessness ...
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As of 29 Jan 2019, Galactoid has become a shade, doomed to forever maunder on in the fields of Elysium, until the stars have turned cold and bleak, for all eternity ...
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The end.
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Epilogue 2
After soliloquising for a while, to a skull, just like in the Hamlet, Galactoid has, like that Justice League video of Amazo, left Earth in a spaceship to seek the meaning of life in the cosmos.
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