It was, somewhere in the world, 2 minutes before you posted. You missed it. You could have waited a bit and posted at 22:22, but alas, you chose to be a noob instead. :icon_razz:
You cannot die. You get trampled by enemy cavalry, leaving most of your bones fractured and muscles unresponsive. You have little else to do but lie there and hate your life to the end of time, questioning the wisdom behind your hastily formulated wish.
I wish my ability to recall information from text and speech were less terrible.
You are now exactly like Superman, except instead of kryptonite your weakness is any kind of metal. Given that most baddies can easily wear metal helmets, you are about as useful as Run-Away-From-Danger Man.