Interlude: Transcendence of Humanity, Part Three
Sirius exhaled after finishing the destroyer, looking upon the results of the release of lightning—
Across the region of the cosmos, the black landscape was scarred with snow-white bolts.
"—We did it," Sirius breathed out, looking ahead.
["Burned into the flesh of the universe forevermore was the mark of not just Sirius, but those that had lived on the world that no longer stood."]
With his last purpose achieved, there was nothing left for the man to do. There was no world left for him, nobody to connect with, simply a vast, empty galaxy looking back at him.
As he floated in the cosmos with nothing left, Sirius began to close his eyes with the intent of resting for millennia, yet—
A light pushed against his eyes before they could sleep. He parted his eyelids, finding the radiance to come from a peculiar existence that had spawned before him.
A white doorway emerged in the void in front of him, welcoming him in.