Death of a broken universe

My name is alex daringer, I live in what is now called the middle land. 

A place between what is and what was.

The year is currently 2034, I am 32 years old and the world has more or less gone to shit.

One thing after another and now there is nothing left.

What started it all you might ask and to that I have no answer due to how torn everyone is. All we know is that the world was on the bring of yet another big war, then everything stopped.

I thought it was a solar flare or something similar. In the close-by communities others thought the same, well at least those who knew anything when it came to what could possibly cause mass destruction of electrical devices. 

Others thought it was the wrath of their gods or a god. At this point even I am starting to believe that.

Well it was only after what happened after that I started to believe in a malicious entity or god existing.

The world was in the brink of war, then a solar flare came and destroyed everything electrical. There was no money except paper money, but that soon also became useless due to governments being unable to be kept together.

The few governments fell when the first wave of riots and pillaging came.

At that point people started to get their hands on weapons, improvises or those they had before. Some people did everything, ranging from killing, stealing, sleeping with others just to steal weapons or food from them. There were rapes and murders happening everywhere all at once.

Most of them went unnoticed though, as law and order stopped being a thing and evidence in any form were impossible to be tested.

The best case scenario was mob justice but even then a small part of the victims lied, leading to the useless death of good people before the true collapse.

Then it happened, faster than anything else due to the population number and more hygienic living situations caused by the destruction in the way you lived.

A super virus emerged, some say it happened due to the radioactive fallout coming from places like America or Russia mutating a normal virus.  But nobody really knew. 

It happened a few years after the complete collapse of infrastructure and technology.

It was a virus like covid, only difference was the fact that it made you noy only more aggressive but also more brittle and damage prone.

It started with agitation and isolation, followed by weakening in the bone and muscles. Signs of infections and weakness would follow and in some cases nerve damage and a loss of feeling would be the end result either that or death. Those who survives kept the aggressive traits while also somehow being much stronger, faster and resilient.

It wasn't until much later, near the end when we found out that this boost wasn't a boost at all, rather it was a curse.

The people who lived through the virus only had a slim chance of catching it again. But if you did love through it, you always carried it with you.

You would in short always be a carrier of the virus, the more times you got sick and survive, the stronger the variant you had became. Nobody knew how it was possible but that was how it happened.

The people around you started dying, especially if you had a stronger strand of infection. 

By the end I had been infected and survived the base variant over a hundred times. It was like it was drawn for some odd reason. I became stronger, the strongest to walk the planet physically, but the cost was that I would never be able to walk anywhere near people again.

If I ever went within a hundred meters of a settlement they would eventually die within a month due to their immune system not being able to save them from my variant.

I had more or less became a living biological weapon.

Anyway, the virus ravaged what was left of our world, most places were hit at the same time. From the travelers I met during the free periods just after the virus started and I wasn't as heavily infected Asia as a whole was hit hard, europe too but it wasn't hit the hardest, africa was more or less stripped to the bone. It wasn't as though they didn't try to fix things.

After everything collapsed they were actually on the way to create one of the first new first world countries. Egypt along with the remnants of some middle eastern countries had built the first functioning post collapse countries.

Then the virus came as it moved into central and lower africa. Everywhere it went families died and mother weeped until they could weep no more and it was their turn.

The stories from the last remnants as they traveled through the ruins of my home in search of a new country if one propped up were always horrible.

I mean in the inbetweens or middle lands were horrible but the stories of the people from new egypt were something else.

Then after all that you'd think all the bad is over, bit it wasn't. 

You wouldn't believe me if I said it back in the 2020s or whenever but there are aliens.

But aliens are just as scared of the unknown as we are, if not more.

Since they know there is something out there.

I met aliens a couple years ago, has to be 7 years ago at this point. They found our planet and used it as a pit stop. They wanted to see the strongest being on the planet and at that point that was me due to the amount of times I'd been infected.

They came to me, scanned me then used some sort of item to translate their speech to me.

They told me of a coming danger then said that the galaxy has been devoured, that I needed to flee.

I asked them a couple questions and it seems they didn't know that this was a shitty backwater planet with nothing on it due to the strong life signature I gave off.

They left shortly after saying that this was probably their last stop, the  they told me to kill myself to save myself from the pain and that they would drive into our sun due to the coming threat as this was ome of the few remaining galaxies in the universe left untouched.

A year later everyone except me was dead.

The planet was void of life, a husk of life leaving only me on it, I wouldn't be alive if not due to the virus. It kept me alive.

The middlelands were a good place, well it was still hell on earth but not as much as the other places.

On one side is where russia and the eastern european countries used to be.

Then on the other side is the fallen and stomped on try at rebuilding the world which in the end died completely with the virus.

I sat it the middle of both situations, the world was dark and the planetary core would soon leak out of the surface. Either that or the whole planet would just implode under its own load. Don't know which would be worse, don't know which would be worse honestly.

It only took a year for all humans to die when the new threat came.

Insects, well not insects, but still insects.

They ate biomass then duplicated, they infected and birthed themself inside of of all humans except me due to the strength of the virus I had in me. Everyone became a meatsuit which was later consumed by the bugs.

Just like the rest of the universe.

From what I know, the bugs would come, eat all life, biomass or anything required for life on a planet then surround it while going in to hybernation then sending 10 groups of more to other planets.

They were intelligent, could more or less survive on the surface of the sun and could survive anywhere including space for millions of years without needing anything.

All in all the ultimate destroyer.

However funnily enough, they had shitty immune systems from more or less living in space constantly. Don't get me wrong their immune system was strong, ungodly levels of strong. But it was only at the level of 50 reinfections when it comes to this virus.

So they tried to starve me to death, well not really. The colony that stayed behind was meant to eat the non living biomass on the planet, such as plants. Which they spent about 2 years on. They were fast, but mostly in space. Om the planet itself they moved relatively slow as to not destroy their body with friction caused by the oxygen and other such particles in the air.

Them restraining themself caused them to more or less float around at a human walking or sprinting speed depending on type.

The last couple of years didn't kill me which is actually incredible and unscientific as all hell. And because of that the insects just said fuck it and began to eat the planets core.

How you might ask, fuck if I know.

Their queen came by and said Im the last living organism in the universe and that the hive will hibernate for a billion or so years before restarting their war on existence with the survivors.

She got feed up on the fact that I didn't starve to death and began attacking me but she couldn't kill me while I couldn't fight back due to her speed.

At this moment, the earth began to crack and mountains fall, the planet itself made sounds so loud that nobody could possibly hear then. Even the moon shook due to the energy being dissipated into space the planet began to emit faint light from the cracks as it seems all the energy the insects absorbed while eating the planets core was transmuted into a singular insect which used itself as more or less a bomb.

Then It exploded. So strong was it that it took multiple planets around earth with it.

Alex died that day, not from the explosion no, he was wounded. But in the end, humans can't breath in space so he died.

(it was going to continue into a reincarnation type deal due to him being the last sentient non bug creature in the universe, the tyranid type hive would come back sometime later and god or whatever creature would ask the mc for help in combating the threat. Mc would keep his body constitution but the virus would be weaponized by the mc) ( I am often very sleep deprive when I write these stories)