What happens if you wake up to find so much of you has been replaced that it's hard to argue you were even organic in the first place?
When you look in the mirror and you no longer even resemble a human being?
When you've been altered so much that you're no longer
you?
What have you become?
I mean,
i get it, even if it's written confusingly.
I highly recommend everyone here to read Harlan Ellison's
"I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream."
There are fates worse than death, y'all.
If a megalomaniacal all-encompassing artificial intelligence had the ability to trap you in a living nightmare, kill you, bring you back, kill you again, and bring you back again for 500 years with no inkling of slowing down.... yeah, i think you'd be begging for that sweet release.