Everything that lives is designed to end. We are perpetually trapped...in a never-ending spiral of life and death.

Your pod shook as you descended rapidly down to the corpse of a planet that was Earth. As your pod impacted the ground and the hatch was jettisoned off, you looked around. It was bleak. Snow fell to the ground and the wind blowed gently through the city. It was peaceful here. Very peaceful Your train of thought was cut short as a familiar voice chimed in your ear.

“Landed?”