Granted. Unfortunately, Much can be construed in many different ways. Your Body Count is now 826,200,000.5 (.5 Because you cut a guy in half and he lived). The world still hates you, and wonders how you managed to kill so many people. Some are scared, some are angry, one guy has a nuke. That nuke begins World War 3, with you taking the place as the main bad guy. The war drags on for many years. Finally, the war has been brought to your doorstep, literally. The United Army of the Free World breaks into your palace and take you prisoner. You are later tried for war crimes, found guilty of mass genocide, and are forced to serve a life sentence for each person you killed. You rot away in a prison cell a broken man.

I wish potato.