[ WP ] `` I 've had my last meal 13 times , final words 29 times , and been to my funeral 9 times ... I think this may be the one I do n't walk away from ... ''

I like how all forms of media have basically demonized immortality. Every form of entertainment has said that the longer you live the more sadness you accumulate. They are quite right but people seem to only focus on the bad. I have lived for centuries and I have experienced just as many happy moments as I did sad ones. 
 
 I think the key to it is to have a goal. 
 
 A man can never truly live life if he does n't have goal. Sadly, the more normal goal of'stay alive and have a happy life' can not apply to me any more so I have had to find other goals. 
 
 Some of my goals were noble but done through ill means. 
 
 Some of the goals had been entirely selfless, and led me to being called a great man. 
 
 Others had been to solve problems for others. 
 
 Even more had been selfish goals that made me both demonized and idolized. 
 
 Through these goals I have meet my best friends and my most hated enemies. Found the the love of my life many times over the centuries, something akin to reincarnation. I have raised children to become great people and helped those turn from darker paths they could have led. 
 
 But it is true what they say about immortality, it is a curse. I have lived for so long that I have lost so many goals. There is only so many times the same goal can be accomplished in different way that you know what do do before you even set out to do them. 
 
 At least, until now. 
 
 `` Stabilizers calibrated. Prepare injections.'' A voice said through an intercom. 
 
 `` Geez, I feel like I am in Star Trek again.'' 
 
 `` What's that?'' a female voice asked. She was the leader on this project. Her name was Clymene Tenstarov. Very bizarre name if you ask me but her famliy did n't know the origins. I guess that why I find this whole thing a little comedic and slightly prophetic. 
 
 `` An old TV show. Mostly about science fiction stuff. Kinda like right now.'' 
 
 `` Really?'' she asked with a bit of a smile, `` Did they do something like this?'' 
 
 `` I do n't remember. There were so many incarnations of the show that they probably did it.'' 
 
 `` You should have remembered earlier. We could have made feel a bit nostalgic if we had known about it.'' She said with a bit of a chuckled. 
 
 `` Injection ready. Grounding poles ready.'' The voice on the intercom said. Clymene looked at me and her smile broke a bit as she said, `` This might hurt a bit.'' 
 
 `` Please. Have you ever been shot by a tank. That hurts.'' I said laughing. She did n't look convinced but proceeded anyway. It did hurt. Not the same as taking a tank shot to the chest but it still hurt. Putting in metal rods into all of my joints, bones and spin was not going to be painless. I did n't scream though, year of living taught me how not too. 
 
 `` Grounding poles set. Vitals reading elevated stress and adrenaline. He's stable.'' 
 
 `` So you really are an immortal man.'' Clymene said appreciatively. 
 
 `` Why would I lie about that?'' 
 
 `` I just did n't think a phenomenon like yourself would actually exist.'' 
 
 `` You would have believed me if you spent a night in bed with me.'' I said jokingly with a smile. 
 
 `` Hmph. Maybe, that would have been a night.'' She replied and we laughed. 
 
 `` Setting fluctuation intervals. Gravitational constants set. Radiation levels normal.'' A pause, `` He's ready.'' 
 
 Clymene grasped my hand. I could barely feel it. She looked into my eyes with mixed emotion that, if it were not for my years on this earth, I would n't be able to tell were. After a tight squeeze of it she said, `` Thank you. For doing this. People my not know what you did for them but we will be able to thank you for it.'' 
 
 `` Do n't worry about it. It high time this happen to me.'' I said as the table I was one started moving, `` Besides I should be thanking you. With this, I finally have a realistic goal.'' 
 
 `` What's that?'' 
 
 `` To die for someone else.'' I replied. She looked a bit shocked but I continued, `` Do n't worry, it's not for you.'' Which got her to laugh, `` At least, not just for you.'' 
 
 `` Launch ready.'' The voice in the intercom said, as I was closed into a large capsule. I could barely see any of the scientist anymore. Rumbling started and I felt heat rising from beneath me. I could only barely hear but the countdown had started. I looked up to my destination. The sun. 
 
 It had started collapsing a 12 decades ago but no one could solve the problem back then. Eight decades later they had found the solution to the problem but no way to actually create it. The reason for it because they needed a living being to be a sort of grounding point for the gravitational center. I only found out about it by accident. When they explained it to me, I knew that this would be my final goal. 
 
 I do n't remember my first name. Its been so long since I used it that its I had forgotten about it. I remember some of my names though; Maximus, Jeremy, Bennoi, Zhul-Ka, Yamahrna. Lots of them. But for today and for now on, I'm Project Atlas. 
 
 I've had my last meal 13 times, final words 29 times, and been to my funeral 9 times... I think this may be the one I do n't walk away from. 
 
 And you know what? 
 
 I'm glad. 
 
 `` Project Atlas was a success. Congratulations, you just saved the sun.''
