Universe started trembling and soon every creature in it knew something was wrong, something is happening or something is going to happen. Not long after, edge of the wast cosmos that was considered infinite started breaking down. No one did believe what is happening, the only thing that went through every creatures head was despair, despair of how small and insignificant they are, how powerless they are in presence of mighty universe. The ones who were lucky that they aren't closes to edge and ones that started running early, soon realized that they don't know where to run. It's hard to find center of the universe and under pressure that they will die it even harder to know where to run. Those who couldn't run in time or aren't technically advanced to do so, could only watch as their end approach them and spend little time they had left to prepare for the end. As crumbling was faster and faster, not so much space was left for running so wars broke and even more creature's died or was left behind. And finally center was in sight. But strangely in exact point of center there was large planet that seems healthy and habitable. Also there was some sort of shied covering its atmosphere. Those who survived approached planed but couldn't go in becasue of strange shield. All creatures started to loose glimpse of hope and started to prepare for the end. They asked themselves why did something like this happened, why did they leave behind their beloved ones for glimpse of hope that now disappeared, why. why.. why...

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But it seems they all forgot one thing, one thing everyone forgets at their worst possible point in life, 

You can't loose HOPE, 

HOPE DIES LAST!