Dying is the end?

He was killed during a war, like the others from different Earth Eras.  He awoke in a bizarre dimension, becoming a Zabin-Kril warrior in another Universe.  Controlled by Alien Females, who hated his kind.  No way back to Earth for any of them.  Racism. Slavery. Boredom. Hate. Killing. Rage. Love.  The Krils experienced all those emotions as they daily survived.  For five unholy Uayeb-days of battle, they experienced eighty years of Faster Than Light lives under regressive-ageing time-pause. Going on Intergalactic Invasions. Burseeosil time-looping in minutes, across the Universe onto another Galaxy's Invasion planet.  Remembering parts of their dim past, trying to survive the insane present, and never knowing, as Krils, if they had a future.