Unheard Echo
I’ve been drifting through space for years since I destroyed Earth.
Silence isn’t peaceful anymore — it’s endless, heavy. It’s terrifying not knowing where you’ll end up, or if there even is anywhere left to go.
I don’t know what changed me. One day I just woke up invincible — untouchable. A god. Nothing could hurt me. So I tried to take control of the world.
They wouldn’t listen.
I told them they could be free — no more fighting, no more wasting their lives working for scraps. All they had to do was live as one. But they hated me for it. They fought me.
I kept telling myself I was saving them. But when they wouldn’t change, something inside me broke. Hopelessness turned into rage, and rage into impulse. I shot myself straight through the planet. Cracked it open like glass.
That was the end of everything.
Now I float among the stars with no destination. I can feel life out there sometimes — faint, pulsing, somewhere distant — but space bends in ways I can’t understand. Every light looks the same after a while.
Eventually I found a new universe that felt alive, vibrant. Its beings weren’t like us. They existed across multiple places at once, like reflections in shifting water. Around their planets floated huge square constructs, humming with light. They used them to stay connected — a living web of energy and thought.
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They noticed me right away.
Their presence filled my mind — warmth, color, sound all blending together — their attempt at communication. They wanted to understand me before letting me near. But I kept moving closer. I’d been alone too long.
Their question was simple: Who are you, and what do you want?
And I had no answer.
I used to be human. But there are no humans left. What does that make me now? I hadn’t asked myself that until this moment. Beneath all the anger I still felt the same dull ache — guilt, confusion, loneliness. I gave up on meaning long ago.
They sensed it. Their energy dimmed, cautious. Then one clear thought reached me:
You ended it all.
And they pulled away.
Even they don’t want me. I’m invincible, I can do anything — why wouldn’t they want to make something of me? To use me, forgive me, need me?
Then a ray of yellow light struck me. Their weapon. I barely felt it — like a shower turning cold. They were afraid because it didn’t work.
Below me, their planet shimmered with sterile light — all machinery and energy fields, no warmth unless you were plugged into their system. It wasn’t a home. Not for me.
I felt the truth then: there’s nowhere I belong. Not with them. Not anywhere.
Before they could speak again, everything flashed white. They teleported me away — not far, just far enough that their light became a dim echo.
Now I’m adrift again, the last remnant of a world I destroyed, searching for something that can’t exist anymore.
