Desperately clinging to the only meme that defines his remaining identity, if there’s any at this point, is the role of a medic, someone who saves lives, someone who refuses to let go of lives he was determined to save, someone who wished for… peace. Except it’s nowhere to be found, it was never a thing to begin with. He can no longer save lives, instead every action he takes leads to another being lost. Spreading the venomous seeds of revenge, forced to play the role of a legend who perpetuates this futile cycle of hatred against his will. He has no meme or gene to pass on. No one will remember him. No one will speak of him.