Trapped on an island... gods... no killing... no pain...
Kimimaro attempted to consider this, but pain was now mostly gone from his body, leaving him with nothing more than a blissful exhaustion. He was now certain that his mission had succeeded, somehow, and karma was bringing him his reward.
"I think... I think would like to sleep now," he replied. His eyelids became heavier with each passing moment, until finally he could no longer hold them open.