Eternal Era: I Carve an Epitaph for the Gods

I, a carbon-based organism from Earth, became a living specimen of an eternal planet. They dissect my aging, calculate my death date, and view me as a cosmic flaw. Until I fold out flowers that will wither, build a countdown hourglass, and let the war cease in tears. The chief scientist knelt in front of my wheelchair: "Please tell us how to die with dignity." When my heart turned into a flower of light under the eyes of millions of people - this civilization that has been pursuing perfection for millions of years finally learned its first lesson: live toward death.