The Species' Last Breath
The Archive was a sphere of floating glass and silver, drifting in the center of the Great Void. Inside, there were no bodies, only pulses of light—the digitized consciousness of ten thousand dying civilizations. The Archivist was the oldest of them all, a shimmering cloud of data that had witnessed the birth and death of a hundred galaxies. He was the curator of the end. The universe was...
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