Either one of two scenarios, I hold both of them with equal value.
- Die fighting at the hands of a worthy opponent, scarring him physically as well as mentally with my last actions. No gravestone needed.
Or if I live long to be old, maybe a terminal illness
- I'd walk into a remote area of some forest with my son/daughter ask them casual questions and pass on some last minute teachings as they accompany me to my final resting place. I prefer the top of some hill, which drops off sharply at one end. I'd then dismiss them, alone with my last thoughts and the full solitary beauty of the wilderness. Hopefully I can be buried underneath a tree, let it gain nourishment from my body. I imagine a few i let know about this spot will visit during times of distress or depression. Inscribed in the bark of the tree I want "To the man who wanted it all"