A figure with a skinny black body and a white head with soulless black eyes appeared.

Mannequin: Who are you supposed to be dollor store jack skellington?

???: Mr. Sherman. Now tell me what did you hope to accomplish by insulting me there?

Mannequin: Eh thought it would be funny.

Mr. Sherman: well I guess it is funny to a degree. But you know what's funny?

Mannequin: What?

Mr. Sherman: Why. You of course! Constantly running to the new quick fix. Committing atrocities because you feel like it. You embody a man who isnt held down by society. But you still lack something.

Your not immortal. Eventually someone will challenge you, you may act as if your invincible but every man has their limits. What will you do when that someone comes along?

That's right, Die. Then they take your place, they run around for a bit and then it happens again and again. So what was the point of you? To entertain someone? To entertain yourself? What will it matter though?
Will it have been worth it? I guess that's for the historians to decide.