Countless stars drifted slowly past the window.

Small flight paths crossed the deep indigo void, and massive planets floated in the distance. The room, faintly reflected in the glass, was silent. A plush sofa sat under soft lighting, a bed large enough for two people to spare, and a bookshelf filled one wall alongside plants of unknown names. The space, decorated in warm tones, was so peaceful and cozy it was hard to believe an alien life form had designed it himself.

Once, humans were a species that chased ideals.

However, endless greed and war devastated their own home, and Earth became a dead planet where life could no longer thrive. Only a few of the wealthy escaped into space, while most of those left behind slowly vanished in a crumbling world.

Centuries later, the superior races of the universe judged Earth to be an irrecoverable planet.

And they designated the near-extinct humans as a 'protected species'.

Humans were scattered across various planets in the universe. To some, they became rare collectibles; to others, objects of curiosity; and to others still, small lives to be cherished and cared for.

Now, humans were no longer the rulers reigning at the top of the food chain.

The last of humanity, surviving among the stars, continued their lives within the embrace of someone in the vast universe.