Gackt you are living on borrowed time I would have thought
I always wanted to be a hero with some sort of inevitable doom hanging over them. Like John Constantine with his emphyzema, or Tony Stark with his faulty Arc Reactor or Jean-Luc Picard with his defective heart.
Unfortunately I don't have the good looks to pull it off, so will probably turn into one of those "down-and-out" street-level thugs with increasingly bizarre tattoos, rough facial hair and some sort of alcohol dependency.
That said, I do hope that in one of the cans, there will be some radioactive matter which I will consume and develop some sort of energy-drink, adrenaline superpower. Sugary death.