I go to the hill and scare you away, as well as wound you, with my 2.7mm Kolibri Car Pistol. My hill.
I am incorporeal so your nanobots cannot harm me, and my power over p̢̝̠̫͔̪̝̹̂̃̈͌̈͑u̘̻̬̯͒ͮ̈́̚͡r̨̲͚̟̠̮̣͙̼̅̈́͊ͬ̈͊ͬ͑ͧë̥͈̥̩̦̲̻̫́̾͡ ̹̺͇̲̲̂̈́͠c̦̤̮̯̘̫̠̟͊ͤͧ̌̃͆h͉̲͙̗̲̻͔̑͑ͯͭ̒a͍͍̤ͥ̐͊ͪ͗̔̔̉o͖̹̦ͬs͈̼̞͓̝͋͂͆ͤ͗ͦ̈̊ͭ͜ͅ makes it impossible for you to predict my actions. I cast a spell that causes a massive electric pulse to be released in the area, destroying all the nanobots. You are dead, my hill.
Nanobots don't have souls. It turns out what you have done was just one of the many visions that were intended to torment you in hell/nenexistance/whatever. Still my hill
But you are dead too. Everyone who was not dead yet, except brandon, dies due to me going back in time and killing the first few mammals just before dying. Brandon's hill.