No one cared whether they had once been the strongest beings in the universe or simple mortals. In the end, everyone broke down in tears and said their goodbyes.
Some went on dates, some made out, some simply held each other close.
Everyone tried to make every second count.
The two hours were almost gone when the final broadcast began.
"I hope everyone has done what they could…" Meka paused, a tear sliding down his face. Everyone could see how much it hurt him. Beside him stood the other powerhouses, all with tears in their eyes.
How painful it was—to give everything for your people, for your race, only to discover it was never enough. To work so hard, to sacrifice so much, to bleed and fight, only to learn that in the end, it was meaningless. Their sweat, their wounds, their victories… all in vain.
