Stars Return to Dust

Three hundred and seventy-two years ago, the earth had long been reduced to a relic of the old era, and the starship Drifter was drifting endlessly in the deep, dead space. I am the last survivor of No. 739, A semi-mechanical body trapped in a steel cage, guarding the reverberation of 120,000 human fires. Those of us who fled to avoid the Catastrophe of Annihilation never knew that our home planet had long since healed and reborn, and that the entire fleeing fleet was an abandoned child deliberately exiled by the senior officials of the old era. The void is frozen, civilization has been eradicated, compatriots are disappearing one after another, starships are dilapidated and in danger, and I linger in eternal loneliness. In a desperate situation, a call from home that spans light years comes from the distant star sea. The new earth civilization has never given up looking for the lost deep space wanderer. But communication is cut off, energy is exhausted, and the way home is close at hand but separated forever. On one side is a cruel conspiracy that has been buried for hundreds of years, and on the other side is the quietly expanding rift in the void. When destruction comes as scheduled, I choose to ignite the last fusion core, at the cost of my own annihilation, and carry the obsession of 120,000 dead souls and the buried truth, turning into an interstellar pulse and rushing to my homeland. Star skeletons are scattered across the sea of ​​​​stars, and their lonely souls return to the universe. With a grand ending, the remaining flames of mankind that have been wandering for hundreds of years are carved into an eternal civilization epic.