A group of people who appear to be a mix of medical professionals and relatives look down at your face as you slowly come to. A few machines beep in the background and you can feel weight in your palm, as if someone who loves you dearly is holding your hand...

"The simulation has been successfully disconnected. She made it to 89 years before she died on Earth 1 simulation, quite impressive... she should start coming around soon...." A soft, clinical voice says from somewhere to your right.

You, whoever you are and wherever you are, finally open your eyes and it, however familiar or strange or terrifying, begins again... or rather, picks up where it left off... on another planet, at another time, somewhere in the universe we all share...