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I expect I’ll remain dead unless the eldritch energies unlocked by the collision results in my resurrection.
If I do return to life, I suppose I might be very angry at someone or something, and that I will make him/her/it/them regret what he/she/it/they did, in the finest tradition of cinematic heroes who return from apparent death or exile.
Once I’ve completed my mission of vengeance, perhaps I’ll ride a vehicle or appropriate local domesticated animal towards a local star disappearing over the horizon of whatever planet I’m on, perhaps even with an appropriate romantic partner.
If all of this comes to pass, I would fully expect to be forced to return to resolve increasingly unexpected conflicts ad nauseum.
As I go, I’ll likely start to repeatedly indicate that I’m getting far too old for this nonsense, but I’ll continue to reluctantly proceed in my conflict resolution every time. Perhaps I’ll be able to pass on the fight for justice to another, younger person eventually.
Like I said before, though, I’ll likely just stay dead.