The Finality descended. All things fell apart, and human civilization vanished.
Inside a hibernation pod, Wutong listened to Eden's song, lost in thought.
As one of the few remaining MANTIS fusion warriors, he could just barely survive until the next era of civilization.
A short while later.
"Prometheus?"
"I'm here," came the slightly youthful, feminine electronic voice.
"The time."
"All things will enter hibernation. Initiation begins in one minute."
Wutong was fairly sensitive to the passage of time.
He reached out, turned off the music, and entered the password.
Eden's singing stopped abruptly.
The most iconic heavenly voice of this old era was gone, never to be heard again.
Wutong found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.
"Good night, Prometheus."
"Good night, Mr. Wutong."
The hibernation pod slowly descended. The old world fell apart, and a new world would eventually be born.
