Apocalypse Forecast

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”Is the sun about to go out? ”

”Yes, the power of the source material column is starting to converge. ”

”The storm is blowing again. ”

”Yeah. ”

”Will it stop this time? ” ”Who knows? ” The president slowly stood up and put his hat back on.
”No matter how much we change, this is no longer a land where humans can survive…
haven't you seen it? Besides this body full of pain, it has nothing left. ”

He paused for a moment and whispered, ”This is our last supper. ”

The last cigarette was lit.

The flames flickered and a line of blue smoke rose up.

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On the computer screen, all the satellite signals gradually went out, replaced by one strange emblem after another.
They ran on the dark screen, like gods running on their own abyss, with indescribable coldness and majesty.

Utopia, online.

Survival Institute, online.

Supervisory Bureau, online.

The Stone Cauldron Society, the Bronze Hand, the Wanderer's Grave…

Through the black screen and their own emblems, it seemed that countless eyes were cast on this last piece of land, welcoming the arrival of the final moment.

All the guests were in position, waiting for the final curtain to rise.

Staring at the incomplete chessboard.

The assistant nervously swallowed his saliva and carefully looked at the pocket watch in his hand.
At the moment when the hour and minute hands overlapped, he reported electrically, ”The Divine Marrow Column has finished preheating. ”

”Wait! ”

The president suddenly frowned, as if listening intently.

Not only the assistant, but also the emblems on the screen seemed to become serious, as if facing a great enemy.

Then, that guy suddenly reached out and pulled the fishing rod.
Something was actually pulled up from the sea.
It looked furry like a cat, but had a fish-like tail, and was indescribably strange.

”Ah ha, waited for two hours, and finally got something.
Who said the Thousand Degrees Encyclopedia is unreliable? ” The president smiled and looked at his ”harvest, ” ”What a coincidence, little thing! But it doesn't really look like a fish, can we eat it? ”

Everyone remained silent and didn't want to talk to him.

After being pulled up by the fishing rod, the little thing opened its mouth unhappily and called out twice.
It stretched out two small paws and tried to scratch his face, but he stuffed it into the fish basket with ease.

After returning to the sea, it settled down and turned over lazily, too lazy to move.

”Alright. ” The president put the fishing rod and bucket into the assistant's arms and picked up his chair.
”Let's get ready to go. ”

He reached out and took the white rook off the chessboard.

With his movement, it seemed that the last light went out.

The sun, hanging high in the sky, disappeared without a trace.

Everything in the world plunged into darkness.

After losing sight of the light, no wind could be heard anymore.
Because except for them, everything else had come to a halt, as if time had frozen.

The first thing to leave was the universe, because a slender hand appeared out of nowhere, taking the black queen – the Utopia took away the Source Essence.
As a result, the original darkness faded away, countless stars disappeared, and only the meaningless void remained.Immediately after that, the remaining ocean receded, and the Proof of Existence was taken away by the Surviving Institute.
The black bishop disappeared without a trace.
Whether it was the towering tsunami or the boiling red sea, all the living water in the world was rapidly receding and collapsing.
In the end, only a black seabed was left.

Then, the white bishop's illusion melted away like a phantom, and the Control Bureau closed the brilliant light.
Thus, everything was silent, and the rumbling crust fell into silence.
The lava spewing out of the cracks quickly solidified, losing all its heat…

Now, in Asia, Europe, Africa, South America, North America; in the barren land, the violent ocean, the cold or hot hurricanes, or above the sky…
everything is being destroyed in an orderly manner.

Only the low mourn of the world collapsing remains.

Like the strings of a broken instrument, in the end, only the hollow echo remains.

In this vast and lonely destruction, the old Gaia Earth VIII welcomed its end.

When the last cigarette was smoked, this world full of holes only had its final outline left, and the last door that had not been closed beside the chairman.

”The fourteenth abandoned Eden and Promised Land… ”

The chairman silently stared at the empty chessboard in front of him, took out a pure white bouquet of flowers from his arms, and the petals, from an unknown source, still had dew on them.

Like tears, they fell into the cracks of the chessboard.

”Thank you for your shelter and patience for more than three hundred years.
It's really hard work. ”

He took off his hat, said goodbye gently, and to all of this:

”—One day, let's meet again in other hells. ”

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Finally, the door closed.

In the eternal darkness and silence, the meaningless space shrank inward, dragging the struggling spectrum to start its futile redshift.
With the collapse of the four fundamental forces, the chessboard and the flowers disappeared into nothingness.

Earth VIII was destroyed.

The International Astronomical Union's fourteenth End of the World Plan was completed.

In the last moment, a faint light appeared on the chessboard, outlining the pure white silhouette of the queen in the tears of the flowers, like a shooting star flying into the distance.

The old world died again, just like countless times before.

Then, a new world arrived.

Everything continued as usual.

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This is the last remnant of the glorious era from ninety years ago.

Since then, there has been no such glory.