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You sit atop the wreckage of the Burj Khalifa. What used to be the tallest building in the world is now reduced to a mountain of shrapnel and debris. You lay back and rest your hands on your chest, grasping your tattered jacket and pulling it tighter around your shoulders. As the violence continues below you, you reflect on how miserable the past four millenium have been. You think back to your time in the psychiatric ward for claiming you knew a Djinn. You remember losing all your money and your home. You remember each of your loved one's deaths, never able to escape the pain of outliving everyone around you. You remember the first bomb going off and the shorelines flooding. The world has become so unrecognizable from the life you remember, and you can't help but curse the day you ever met that damn Djinn.
You close your eyes and rest as the sun fades behind the thick clouds of ash filling the sky. No matter what horrors lie ahead, you know you will remain cursed to see experience it all until the end of time.
Your new future is infinite, and your fate sealed.