It had finally happened, the world, after all its suffering, had finally come to an end. Humans had traveled all among the stars, leaving behind nothing but death. They settled on a planet, built their cities, stripped its resources, and left when it had nothing left to give. Now, as if the universe had finally given up, the planets slowed, the stars blinked out, and the world became a little darker. But the humans continued to drift away, towards the next universe to destroy, leaving the one they had killed. All they could think to say was "rest in peace."
