The Ninth Harvest

Three million years of reincarnation, eight civilizations destroyed. Deep in the universe, there are reapers who feed on souls. In 2147 AD, under the last ruins of mankind, A last word from three hundred thousand years ago was activated: Don't reply to the signal, someone is waiting for you at the end of time. The voice coming from the center of the earth, The dying sounds floated from eight planets, Finally pieced together the truth: Humanity is the ninth civilization and the last seed. Someone at the end of time said this in a cycle of three million years: "Are you hungry? Go home and eat." Not a warning, not a coordinate, It spans time and space and cannot be analyzed by the Reapers—— maternal love. When the harvest fleet comes, When the universe ranch ushered in the last harvest, With the memory and hot soul of the eight civilizations, This time, we are no longer harvested. We fight back. This is the end of civilization and the beginning of homecoming.