Song of Echoes

Humanity has come to an end, and ruins will remain forever. I am just an orange cat living in the wasteland, but I was pushed to the road of destiny by a nameplate. The dome listens to the sound of hundreds of millions of years of wind, giant beasts sleep deep in the earth, and interstellar visitors look at each other from afar. There is no roar of guns, only the connection of consciousness. Creatures scattered all over the place stand side by side, composing the remnants of the passing civilization into a new song that belongs to us.