We've watched while the starts burned out, and creation played in reverse.

The universe freezing in half light.

Once I thought to escape.

To end the end a master, step out of the path of collapse. Escape would make us god.

Yet I cannot help remember one enigma.

A hybrid, elusive destroyer.

This is the only mystery I have not solved.

The only element unaccounted for.

Even S'bhuth is no more.

He saved his entire race, but in the end, frozen by despair, he joined the chaos he sought to evade.

But you were dead a thousand times. Hopeless encounters successfully won. A man long dead. Grafted to machines your builders did not understand. You follow the path, fitting into an infinite pattern.

Yours to manipulate, to destroy and rebuild.

Now, in the quantum moment before the closure, when all become one. One moment left. One point of space and time.

I know who you are.

You are Destiny.