Where to now?
Having sex with all the people you would imagine that you would notice if they passed you in the street.
Having founded families with them and gotten along with their parents, grandparents, children and grandchildren and in turn founded families with and sodomized them and you're finally content and bored with it after lifetimes of shifting between loving it, hating it, and being indifferent to it and bored with it.
Having finally come to an irrefutable proof that love is not enough and you're finally content and bored with this conclusion after lifetimes of shifting between loving it, hating it, and being indifferent to it and bored with it.
There's nobody there to save you. And you're bored.
Say you love it.