The Parting

Oruc

I don't want to be forgotten

It happens to us all, one by one...piece by piece. Become part of the universe once again.

And when the universe dies? And the dark claims us all?

Peace. Their will be peace finally

I do not accept that. What a humiliating fate for a species of such accomplishment

Humbling.

Humiliating.

Then I will become a great leader and hero of mankind, they shall not forget me. I will be worshipped and revered as god amongst my people.

And when mankind goes extinct, what will you do then?

Then I will etch my name in the stars and planets, and force them to give me praise.

And when the planets crumble to dust and stars die out, what will you do then?

Then I will reform the galaxy in my own image, in a way that suits me.

And when the galaxy falls? And the dark overcomes it? What will you do then?

Then I will wait, the man said seemingly resigning himself to his fate.

Wait? Until what my child? What will you do then?

Until it is time for another demonstration