If there is a beginning, then there will be an end. And this story begins from the end. After all, the universe, once teeming with various phenomena and life, began to lose its last sparks that supported life in it. Many worlds, having been dead for a long time, began to fall apart, becoming just dim memories of themselves. It seems that there is nothing here except the all-consuming emptiness. But that's not true. I even outlived the Gods, so there is no one to answer my many questions. And the most important question: “How did it all turn out this way?” - I don’t know the answer to that. I would like to see a real living world and “people” like me. I once read somewhere that the end can be the beginning of something new. And I believe in it. Do you believe it? Hmm, I don't think the stuffed Mr. Rabbit will answer me. But suddenly you still hear. Sit opposite me, looking at me, but simply unable to answer. I believe in this too. After all, faith is the most important thing. So let's go, Mr. Rabbit, towards the unknown.