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There are only two humans left in the world, he and she. It seems that it doesn't matter what the future is, because nothing can be produced again, hope? Happiness? It doesn't matter anymore. She wanted to do something without telling anyone. In this strange world, whenever he thinks of the past, it is more like being in a dream. He wants to grasp it, but it is so elusive, because reality seems to be more real than dreams - this world of more than 7 billion people has unimaginable power. Maybe it was tens of millions of years, maybe it was hundreds of millions of years. When he looked back, across the end of the endless river, someone seemed to be whispering, wanting to tell him something. So, after experiencing death, he, like her, decided to be willful again.