Hello.

I'm Tyler,

I'm a hero,

I saved earth twice from invasions from the cyberwraths.

I stopped 3 nuclear wars, 2 on earth and 1 on mars.

and I spend most of my time in off world hunts, fighting creatures that would kill many if they got to earth.

Most people know who I am, not to brag or anything. It's just the truth. The Unified Earth republic makes sure to use me in most of their political marketing.

And if you asked anyone my greatest achievement is the defeat of a world ending super robot. A single blast from that thing put a 60 meter wide hole as deep as the mariana trench in the middle of North America.

But if you asked me I would say my greatest achievement is marring the love of my life. Before all the heroics and the money and the politics and even before my suit. I had her. Not to brag. Well... exactly to brag she was perfect. I have no idea how I convinced her to marry me. Her name was Sami. And she was the definition of stubborn. And unfortunately also the definition of the wife is always right. She was, I can't name a single instance where she was wrong. Sure she was bad when it came to most skills such as physical exercise, cooking, socializing and most of it all business related skills. But she always said. "Thats why I have you." With this great big smile on her face.

Even as I stand here, my arm disconnected and crushed floating in a meter of red blood. Blood pouring down the walls and pooling ground, a gaint red bear with pulsing yellow lines about the size of a small sky scrapper dead about 10 meters behind me and one just as big rushing at me head on. I can still feel her warm embrace and that soft chuckle.

With her gone my family tells me to move on with my life. My friends too. Perhaps they're right, I have done so much good and saved so many lives. That was her last wish you know. If I could ever save a life I should.

Thats what started this whole situation. One day you are stopping small town crime the next you just took down the head leader of a intergalactic cult set on destroying all life on the planet.

I'm sure she would be proud of me. Would she? If she knew. Would she be proud? I don't know.

I know my friends and family think I'm sick, psychotic even. But can you blame me? I'm a lost soul. I just don't understand though.

After everything I've done. Why can't I die?

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"Well done Mr. Yoco! Taking down 2 moon stone bears is no easy feat. You will be showering in praise for bringing this glory to the Earth republic!" The representative of the congress spoke in a high pitched voice. His clothes uniformly pressed and clean. Not a speck of dust on them, a standard suitcoat which stretched down to the floor at the sides and back of the legs while sharply raising in the front to show the traditional slacks. A bold choice but it was fair for the occasion.

"I'm sure you think that Mr. Governo" I replied dully while adjusting to my new arm. Because Earth was just at the level they could do that. My suit was damaged but it would be fixed up by tomorrow. For now I just had on a simple mesh shirt and a pair of shorts. I had several scars on my left leg. But my right was clean with just 1 across the knee. Obviously, It was grown last week. In fact most of my body had been regrown at one point or another. The exception being my head. While you can regrow a heart a brain is a different matter.

"Don't be so humble Mr. Yoco! You are the hero of the galaxy after all." Mr. Governo replied quickly a big smile on his face. No doubt from the political power he would gain from this.

"Just make sure the Septis 17 refugees get homes like you promised." I spoke coldly. Not fond of the endless praise. I twisted the ring on my finger silently praising the forsight to make exactly duplicates years ago.

"Ah well of course Mr. Yoco" Mr. Governo spoke uncomfortably. He would need to spend a lot of money pretty soon so I didn't blame him. But I didn't care this mission was a bust for me. So something good had to come from it.

I sighed and waved him out. Giving a weak excuse to get some time alone.

I raised my hand to the ceiling and softly spoke. "Sami. I saved more lifes today, another suicide mission ending in success. They told me I was crazy to try to fight a moon stone bears alone let alone 2. Yet here I am, still alive."

My hand fell back to the bed as I stared at the ceiling and the small round window in it. A luxury on a ship this big. I was stuck here for another year. And 2 more suicide missions to take part in. And 24 more settlements to vist. The stars passed both slow and fast. Never truly able to make up their mind as the distances between us and them changed rapidly over the weeks.

"Maybe next time I'll finally get back to Sami. Ha." I let out a sad laugh. "I'm 32 and here I am in my mid life crisis killing world ending threats."

I rested as I let my eyes drift with the stars. Desperately hoping to sleep but getting no such pleasure. It looks like it's going to be another long, hard, sleepless night. I wanted to cry. But felt that emotion trapped away in my body unable to get to my head. And thus I stared out. Wondering if I this is what Sami would have wanted. I'm not sure anymore...