Thomas could feel the breath rattling in his throat. He wasn't long for this world. He started to cry. For years he had searched for signs of another living person. He found nothing.
Now, as he lay dying in his small home on the edge of the forest, he couldn't help but weep at the bitterness of the situation. he would die, and that would be the end of the species. Forever.
He wore himself out and stopped crying, laying there for several moments with his eyes closed. Suddenly he felt a warm tingling on his skin and could see a light through his eyelids. He opened his eyelids. There was an old man standing in front of him, with a long white beard wearing a simple one piece tunic. He was permeated with a golden glow. Thomas lifted his head a little to get a better look, as his eyesight wasn't as good as it used to be. The man jumped back.
"Fuck! You're still alive?" the man bellowed.
"Who..are you?" Thomas asked, with a little difficulty. He hadn't spoken to anyone but himself in a long long time.
"Well, once upon a time you people called me 'God' but since you're the last of your kind you can call me whatever you like."
"You're...God?"
"Traditions are hard to overcome, eh? Yeah, we'll go with that."
"You exist? Why didn't you appear before now? Why wait until I'm practically dead to show yourself?"
"Yeah, sorry about that. Lots of paper work to process. Almost all of you died all at once and it took awhile to make sure I didn't miss anybody."
"If you exist, why didn't you stop us from wiping ourselves out? How could you let that happen?"
"Why would I interfere? I didn't make you blow yourselves to kingdom come. You did that all by your lonesome."
"But..you can't let our whole species die..."
"Why not? I can always make another. See, I kinda didn't read the instructions when I made the universe the first time around and things got a little screwed up. It's only able to support one planet's worth of life at any given time. So as long as you guys were here, I couldn't make anything else. And I've come up with some really cool designs since then!"
"So..you let us kill ourselves off?!?"
"Well...not exactly. I can't really intervene on this plane of existence, just manifest myself. I'd never kill you guys off, so i just waited to let you do it."
"I don't believe this..you're such an asshole!"
"Hey, no need for that kinda talk! I understand you're upset, but there's not much I could do! I just start up the chain of events that cause life to form and sit back and watch...I was really rooting for the dinosaurs to pull through. Silly me."
"Our whole culture...our whole existence! Some malevolent being's science experiment! Just leave me alone to die in peace, would you? I can't stand the sight of you."
"Sure, sure, whatever you say."
And so God made his way out of the little shack, and the last thing the remaining member of our species ever heard was "I hope the next batch turn out to be octopus people or something..."
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