And with a breath of a thousand years of war, he looked around, the sound of nothing was going to be deafening, but at the same time that empty air would be more precious than anything in the universe. He gazed upon the light above him, closed his eyes and radiated the burning rage of all the human race. The last circle of enemies encasing him were incinerated by the light of hope; and after, the emptiness was bliss. He knelt down, and gazed around before reaching the unspeakable peace and joining his brothers. The cataclysm was at an end, a new era for the living; and he, was legend.