Still looking down at this little "galactic civilization" they’ve built on top of my birthplace. It’s cute how they think their laws and their borders actually mean something.
I’ve been biding my time for three billion years... do they really think I’m going to let them finish their little era? The blueprint is already set. The countdown doesn't make a sound until it's too late.
Am I the only one who finds it hilarious how much they trust the stability of their world?