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Life and EarthLoading...
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Meredith RusLoading...
Exhausted, the Earth laid heavily in space. Shattered in its form, the last piece of mankind struggles to find the correct balance of technology to human. Only seven remained on the Earth, ten others to disappear to a peculiar scratch in the universe's orbit. Every mission to decipher what really could've been behind the Earth's deterioration had resulted in failure, but there was not a single stitch of evidence to be left behind as to why it did. Drained of hope, it would be assumed that the count of survivors would decrease to six, as one decided to conduct their own research. The six other survivors claimed any independent work absurd, and believed they would be the last ones to see the Earth's final rotation. Days and months went by, and the six of them worked to discover and produce technologically-advanced machines that would help them. As time went on, and the Earth loosely hung in the universe, there had been no message of the survivor that made an idea to work the rest of their time on Earth alone. Even a few years passed, and not a single sign of them, Until the six others deemed with confidence they had ultimately constructed a spacecraft that would take them into the depths of where even gravity could not enter. They decided to make their departure just hours after their last revisions to their spacecraft. It was believed that the last humans would exit the Earth's atmosphere completely, and soon Earth's strenuous reign would end.
One last breath
One last second
One last Earth.
The six survivors shuffled slowly through the polluted ground beneath them. Just minutes later, a countdown began. The engines roared with a powerful energetic screech, and then they were gone. One of the six making their departure to the depths of space looked over their shoulder, realizing that such a hurry had made them forget the oxygen tanks. They had taken off into space with a defective spacecraft. He dizzily rushed over to the window, but it was too late. There was earth, looking back at them. And so was the one other survivor, and last human remaining on Earth. Gazing up at the sky, the final survivor stood with both feet planted on the ground, as the Earth broke to pieces. A muffled siren traveled through the foggy air, and was abruptly cut off by the sound of a soft, distant explosion from the edge of space.
What had the six survivors done differently than the one independent survivor?... The six of them spent the last years of their life trying to find a way to start a new one, just for the same cycle of living to loop again. Though years passed with no sign of any other living organism, the one independent survivor had only conducted research for a month or so, with a distinct realization. The best parts of life are only recognized once they are over. Instead of devoting a life to stress and frustration, the last survivor decided to enjoy the beautiful aspects of life until there was no such thing as life itself anymore.
One last breath
One last second
One last Earth.
The six survivors shuffled slowly through the polluted ground beneath them. Just minutes later, a countdown began. The engines roared with a powerful energetic screech, and then they were gone. One of the six making their departure to the depths of space looked over their shoulder, realizing that such a hurry had made them forget the oxygen tanks. They had taken off into space with a defective spacecraft. He dizzily rushed over to the window, but it was too late. There was earth, looking back at them. And so was the one other survivor, and last human remaining on Earth. Gazing up at the sky, the final survivor stood with both feet planted on the ground, as the Earth broke to pieces. A muffled siren traveled through the foggy air, and was abruptly cut off by the sound of a soft, distant explosion from the edge of space.
What had the six survivors done differently than the one independent survivor?... The six of them spent the last years of their life trying to find a way to start a new one, just for the same cycle of living to loop again. Though years passed with no sign of any other living organism, the one independent survivor had only conducted research for a month or so, with a distinct realization. The best parts of life are only recognized once they are over. Instead of devoting a life to stress and frustration, the last survivor decided to enjoy the beautiful aspects of life until there was no such thing as life itself anymore.