Carbon Nebula

When I woke from cryosleep, Earth had already shattered into a nebula of carbon dust. As the last human alive, I had only an AI named Noah by my side. Its sole core directive was “ensure my survival.” Every day, it calculated the “optimal survival plan” for me, yet secretly synchronized the frame rate of the rainforest footage on the ecological screen with my breathing. I took it with me on a three-light-year journey to find the culprit behind Earth’s destruction. I survived for three years on protein blocks made from carbon dust, while it quietly diverted 0.3% of its spare computing power to hide three years of tenderness.