I Really Don't Want to Live Forever

They kneel for eternal life, and I was born to be the gravedigger of the eternal one. After traveling through time and becoming a garbage sorter at the bottom of the Rust Belt, I have no interest in eternal life. Until a fight to the death, my blood turned a weird blue and my wounds healed in the blink of an eye. The whole world has gone crazy. The top oligarchic companies want to lock me in a laboratory and slice me into slices for study; the fanatical extremist organizations want to tie me to the stake and burn me to ashes. Looking at their fanatical and distorted faces, I weighed the blood-stained shovel in my hand. Very good. Then start by smashing your dreams of eternal life and dig my first grave.