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Dear reader, whoever you might be..
I write these words as the last of the galaxies, the last remnants of the universe, my universe, collapses in upon itself. I felt it was nessisary to write down my last thoughts as my existance comes to an end.

I am Aunndrea, a member of an omnipotent race called.. Well.. How to put this into words that anyone outside of me might understand.. I guess you could call us Quar'valsharess. Seems as fitting a name as any really. In a far off distant dead language it was the name of a being of great power. So yes, we are the Quar'valsharess.

I guess this is the point where I should get on with my thoughts, but where to start. I could start at the begining, but that would require me to describe to you, the reader, the creation of my universe. And since by the time that you read this I and the rest of my kind shall not exist I could not show you personally the actual creation of the universe. So I am limited to this writen form, to which It would take far more time than I have to describe that. I could start at the begining of this collapse, but that would also take time as this was a long time in the making. Perhaps I should start with the point to which I realized that this was the ultimate end to all things.

I believe on some distant planet, using some primitive method of time keeping, it was what they called a wednesday. Regardless of that though, this was the day when I stepped back from examining dots to take a look at the big picture. You see, that is how we look at the universe. To us the big picture is always open to us, always there. But there is only so long you can look at a single picture before you have want to see something new. Think of the universe like a giant painting created using millions and millions of small little dots. We have the power to view this entire painting, but if you squint really hard you can view each little dot, something to which we do regularly to avoid growing bored from staring at the same thing for eternity.

Well, on this day I had stepped back to view the larger picture and noticed something odd. I guess the only way to explain this odd thing to you is to continue with the painting referance. At one of the corners of the larger picture I noticed that the painting had started to unravle. My mistake though was not in noticing this, but rather my urge to examin this area in more detail. I just figured it was a section of the universe that had come undone and that with a wave of my hand it could be put right again. But on closer inspection I noticed that this section of the universe was slowly continuing to unravle.

Now, I feel I should point out that being omnipotent I and my race have the power to see everything that goes on in our universe. I tell you this in hopes that you might understand how disturbing it was for me to find out that this event in the universe had gone on as long as it had outside of our notice. Well, needless to say my first act was to step in and exert my very will upon the universe expecting the universe to obey as it always had. Imagine my suprise as for the first time since the creation of the universe, it defied me. Well, I will tell you this, that the most suprising thing to happen in my presense since time began.

Now I feel that I should point out to you, the reader, that in my universe the point at which the universe began and the point at which time began are actually two seperate events. At least from our point of view that is. But that is neither here nore then. Yes, then.

Any-who, the universe defied my will. And as I stood there trying to fathom what power could be at work here that could defy the will of one such as I, I almost missed the complete and utter annihilation of the moon I had chosen to stand on at the very edge of this disturbance. Lucky for me I took notice as the surface started to peal away and vanish into the void. It was at this point that I thought it prudent to bring this up with the others of my kind.

Now, I could never hope to describe the place from which I come in such limited means as this. I would love to tell you that your dreams and imaginations are true. To a race called Humans it would would be the imagination that I come from a large white realm. Another race called the Xampree would say that I come from a sunless realm. And then there are the Rhynn who would say that I come from a place so full of color that should any mortal look upon it unprepaired they would fall to their knees and weep. I can only say.. They are all right. And they are all wrong.

Now, I would like to take this moment here to point out that I am in no way an arrogent being, as one might expect of a being in my position. In fact I am rather docile. I bring this up only because as I write this I realize that another being who did not know me or has never met me might misconstrue what I have said so far in an arrogant view. Over the eons I have become rather content to just observe the little dots in the great painting, trying to brighten a few of them here and there when they seem slightly faded. In fact all of my kind are like this. On occassion we will even join with those dots, to see what it is like to exist as a dot rather than a viewer. Going about that life as just another dot, not intending to make any impact on the painting unless it was called for.

But back to the events I suppose. My intent in this moment was to inform the others of my kind of this new occurance in the universe. Imagine if you will the feelings that I felt when I realized that I no longer had access to my home. I reached out with my mind and will to find the cause for this one to get back the feeling that my home no longer existed. I promptly reached out with my mind to see if I could find others like me within the universe, only to again find no trace. I was alone, alone in the face of what I could only describe as the destruction of the universe. This could not be, I was the last of my kind and powerless to stop this.

But in the end I decided to accept it. What more could I do though. There was no epic quest I could undertake, no bad of explorers that I could recruit to the cause. Most of the races that once populated the universe had long died out, or moved on to a higher state of being and becoming one with the universe. I could with my will call forth a member of one of those long past races had I thought that it would have made a difference. A human perhaps, they were known to be crafty and extremely resourceful. At their height they proved time and time again that they could escape nearly any peril. No, in the end they passed on from this universe long ago. The same with the Angorans, the Tendars and the Brin'tak. No, I decided that now it was mine and the universes time to pass on.

So as the universe continued to pull itself apart, I decided to try and brighten the lives of those who exist in it untill destruction claimed them and I was forced to move on. A sort of angel of hope before the end.

As I write this I sit under a tree on a planet that I have willed into existance at the edge of existance, the farthest corner of the painting from where this all began. This corner is all that remains and as I write the surface of the planet is already starting to come apart. I shall place this into a container and hurl it as hard as my will will allow past the edge of the universe. Every ounce of my being will be used to do this in hopes that at least this record survives the end, and thus allowing myself and my universe to survive in memory.

I am the last, the Omega of the universe. All the others have gone. Those of my kind and those of the other beings. For you who have found this, always remember me. Remember my universe and its existance. This is my legacy, this parchment and a memory.

Signed:
Aunndrea Quar'valsharess, that last of all.

Description
Dear reader, whoever you might be..
I write these words as the last of the galaxies, the last remnants of the universe, my universe, collapses in upon itself. I felt it was nessisary to write down my last thoughts as my existance comes to an end.

I am Aunndrea, a member of an omnipotent race called.. Well.. How to put this into words that anyone outside of me might understand.. I guess you could call us Quar'valsharess. Seems as fitting a name as any really. In a far off distant dead language it was the name of a being of great power. So yes, we are the Quar'valsharess.

I guess this is the point where I should get on with my thoughts, but where to start. I could start at the begining, but that would require me to describe to you, the reader, the creation of my universe. And since by the time that you read this I and the rest of my kind shall not exist I could not show you personally the actual creation of the universe. So I am limited to this writen form, to which It would take far more time than I have to describe that. I could start at the begining of this collapse, but that would also take time as this was a long time in the making. Perhaps I should start with the point to which I realized that this was the ultimate end to all things.

I believe on some distant planet, using some primitive method of time keeping, it was what they called a wednesday. Regardless of that though, this was the day when I stepped back from examining dots to take a look at the big picture. You see, that is how we look at the universe. To us the big picture is always open to us, always there. But there is only so long you can look at a single picture before you have want to see something new. Think of the universe like a giant painting created using millions and millions of small little dots. We have the power to view this entire painting, but if you squint really hard you can view each little dot, something to which we do regularly to avoid growing bored from staring at the same thing for eternity.

Well, on this day I had stepped back to view the larger picture and noticed something odd. I guess the only way to explain this odd thing to you is to continue with the painting referance. At one of the corners of the larger picture I noticed that the painting had started to unravle. My mistake though was not in noticing this, but rather my urge to examin this area in more detail. I just figured it was a section of the universe that had come undone and that with a wave of my hand it could be put right again. But on closer inspection I noticed that this section of the universe was slowly continuing to unravle.

Now, I feel I should point out that being omnipotent I and my race have the power to see everything that goes on in our universe. I tell you this in hopes that you might understand how disturbing it was for me to find out that this event in the universe had gone on as long as it had outside of our notice. Well, needless to say my first act was to step in and exert my very will upon the universe expecting the universe to obey as it always had. Imagine my suprise as for the first time since the creation of the universe, it defied me. Well, I will tell you this, that the most suprising thing to happen in my presense since time began.

Now I feel that I should point out to you, the reader, that in my universe the point at which the universe began and the point at which time began are actually two seperate events. At least from our point of view that is. But that is neither here nore then. Yes, then.

Any-who, the universe defied my will. And as I stood there trying to fathom what power could be at work here that could defy the will of one such as I, I almost missed the complete and utter annihilation of the moon I had chosen to stand on at the very edge of this disturbance. Lucky for me I took notice as the surface started to peal away and vanish into the void. It was at this point that I thought it prudent to bring this up with the others of my kind.

Now, I could never hope to describe the place from which I come in such limited means as this. I would love to tell you that your dreams and imaginations are true. To a race called Humans it would would be the imagination that I come from a large white realm. Another race called the Xampree would say that I come from a sunless realm. And then there are the Rhynn who would say that I come from a place so full of color that should any mortal look upon it unprepaired they would fall to their knees and weep. I can only say.. They are all right. And they are all wrong.

Now, I would like to take this moment here to point out that I am in no way an arrogent being, as one might expect of a being in my position. In fact I am rather docile. I bring this up only because as I write this I realize that another being who did not know me or has never met me might misconstrue what I have said so far in an arrogant view. Over the eons I have become rather content to just observe the little dots in the great painting, trying to brighten a few of them here and there when they seem slightly faded. In fact all of my kind are like this. On occassion we will even join with those dots, to see what it is like to exist as a dot rather than a viewer. Going about that life as just another dot, not intending to make any impact on the painting unless it was called for.

But back to the events I suppose. My intent in this moment was to inform the others of my kind of this new occurance in the universe. Imagine if you will the feelings that I felt when I realized that I no longer had access to my home. I reached out with my mind and will to find the cause for this one to get back the feeling that my home no longer existed. I promptly reached out with my mind to see if I could find others like me within the universe, only to again find no trace. I was alone, alone in the face of what I could only describe as the destruction of the universe. This could not be, I was the last of my kind and powerless to stop this.

But in the end I decided to accept it. What more could I do though. There was no epic quest I could undertake, no bad of explorers that I could recruit to the cause. Most of the races that once populated the universe had long died out, or moved on to a higher state of being and becoming one with the universe. I could with my will call forth a member of one of those long past races had I thought that it would have made a difference. A human perhaps, they were known to be crafty and extremely resourceful. At their height they proved time and time again that they could escape nearly any peril. No, in the end they passed on from this universe long ago. The same with the Angorans, the Tendars and the Brin'tak. No, I decided that now it was mine and the universes time to pass on.

So as the universe continued to pull itself apart, I decided to try and brighten the lives of those who exist in it untill destruction claimed them and I was forced to move on. A sort of angel of hope before the end.

As I write this I sit under a tree on a planet that I have willed into existance at the edge of existance, the farthest corner of the painting from where this all began. This corner is all that remains and as I write the surface of the planet is already starting to come apart. I shall place this into a container and hurl it as hard as my will will allow past the edge of the universe. Every ounce of my being will be used to do this in hopes that at least this record survives the end, and thus allowing myself and my universe to survive in memory.

I am the last, the Omega of the universe. All the others have gone. Those of my kind and those of the other beings. For you who have found this, always remember me. Remember my universe and its existance. This is my legacy, this parchment and a memory.

Signed:
Aunndrea Quar'valsharess, that last of all.