Humans have reached some amazing places in space during their time still alive. Those still in space couldn't be considered human anymore. Either they had devolved into an incestual race that eventually died out or they had mingled with natives. Those that still remember their homeworld are few in number but there are a few original humans left that have experienced the absence of death.

Leaving their homeworld to find wonders that they originally wouldn't be able to find on their homeworld they have staved off boredom by learning the languages of new species, learning how to conduct surgery on most discovered life forms, and strengthened their bonds with species through breeding. Some eventually grew tired of their lives and went off in a proper space explorer styled suicide.

The vacuum of space had claimed dozens of settlers but there the few still left have enjoyed their lives.

One day, a day like any other, a message came in from their home planet. The message system used was unlike the usual. Usually, they would fly someone out so that they would arrive within a reasonable time of a few years.

The form of message sent takes decades to arrive for the closest of planets and millennia for the furthest. The message that arrived was shocking, to say the least. It brought up feelings of denial and desperate pleas for proof that it was just a prank.

"To everyone out there that still remembers us, those that may still be alive, we're sorry. We couldn't take it anymore. As a species that is relatively short-lived among intelligent life, we did the unthinkable. We wanted more than we could chew. We gave ourselves eternal life. The number of people with mental illness has skyrocketed since then. We weren't meant to remember everything, we weren't meant to see the deepest depths of space in one lifetime. We weren't meant to have an end to progress.

We have fixed our mistakes. We hope those who are still sane will follow in our footsteps and join us. Home is no more. Do not come home.

Good luck in your adventures and remember, your home, your real home, is no more.

Goodbye

- All of Vitalium"

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Caleb had just passed the border of his forest when he saw the main destination of his journey. A small mountain that held the last remains of civilization on this continent. The mountain held what remained of a small community that was having fun experiencing what an apocalypse was like. They grew bored of it quickly however and chose to send themselves off with an avalanche.

He had remembered seeing them before his journey to rebuild the world. The mountain was one of the few sources of clean water on this continent, and digging underground without the necessary tools would take more time than finishing the continent. In the future, he would create tree variants that would function as pumps did before.

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With a smaller area of land to work with, he mainly focused on food-bearing crops that would allow for easily moveable fertilizer. With the absence of pollen moving insects or animals to move seeds he would have to manually do such things until animals evolved from the ocean again. However, he wouldn't have to start manually doing that until his forest reached all edges of the continent. Wasting time on pleasure activities while the very land his forest grew on tried to kill it would only delay his road to taming the world.

He began by removing large rubble and tearing apart smaller buildings in his path. As this was going to be a large field he had no need for buildings to grow other plant life in and around them.

Caleb also began to think of what a city of moss would look, smell, and feel like. Moss was one of his favorites as the different species helped with every bit of the environment. Unfortunately, it would have to be on a different continent as he had already planned out the rest of this one.

Grinding cement sidewalks and asphalt done to pebbles and crashing through houses used to be an interesting pastime as Caleb had little to no physical interaction with the world before his journey. He knew he wasn't exactly human so he didn't try to conform to their habits nor would he have if he was fully human. They had grown much too strange in the years he had been viewing them.

Some of the beauty of something was the inability to bend or to change. But that was not today. Caleb had destroyed every small building in the area. It had taken months to slowly sweep through the area but now it was time to target the bigger buildings.

Caleb had been able to ram into the smaller ones to bring them down, but the bigger ones would take much more than that. He grew vines that wrapped around one building and inflated it with so much power that the vines went from the thickness of a baby's pinky to the thickness of a small car. It then tightened and crushed the building into rubble.

He repeated this until every building was destroyed. It was now time to plow the entire landscape and create rows and rows of different plants. He figured he would plant as he went and then he would only grow the plants at the end in one big rush. He would need to rest for a longer period of time after such an event but he believed the view would more than make up for it.

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Greta had gathered the other 6 people close to Him. They all showed up in under an hour and waited for her to speak. They knew she wouldn't call them all together if it wasn't urgent.

"I'm going to get right into it as I don't know how much time we'll have after figuring out what He did. I have information coming in in under 10 minutes but before then I need to tell you something." That brought to the edge of their seats and they waited in silence. "We can all agree that I'm the strongest out of us seven, right?"

That led them to slowly nod with one or two disgruntled expressions. "You see, the thing is, I felt danger after He left. A spine-chilling fear that made me covered in goosebumps. Something is going to happen and we need to be ready for when it happens. I don't want any of you to leave this area for the next week and until we can figure out what he did, I don't want anybody to leave this room. All it takes is one joke and one of us is dead."

With that said, there was a subtle *beep* noise and she pulled out a phone. "The information is here, I'll send each of you a copy. Let's read through it quickly."