Pitty you mortals, weak sacka of flesh destined to die. Me? As a servent of the Greater Powers I have all this world and the warp has to offer... power. It courses through my veins, soon their blessings will overtake me! I may even ascend! What do you have to look forward to, but a grim life, and perhaps, you will feel nothing when I send your soul to Khorne, HAIL CHAOS
To be honest, I actually envy mortals. Bein’ destined to die means ya do get an endin’ eventually.
Endings are for the weak. The strong like me, ascend to deamonhood
Whatever floats yer boat, pal.
Personally, I don’t understand the appeal of never gettin’ an endin’. After all, sooner or later, you’ll exhaust all yer options and succumb to boredom, potentially loneliness if you don’t have anyone else trapped in immortality, etc etc. I mean, whatever you might answer on what you’ll do next, it’ll be somethin’ you’ve already done to the point where you’ll’ve already experienced that exact outcome over and over again.
But you do you. Perhaps you’ll be able to find some meanin’ to an existence in these infinite worlds.