It was done. It was over. They were finally gone, with all their power and their universal influence, they were gone and he was here. Finally free. Finally safe. But as he laid back in the sand, something kept itching at the back of his mind, but he couldn't nail it down. With an indecisive psyche, he sighed, truly relaxing for the first time in years. As he stared into the infinite cosmic abyss of the night sky, the eye of the void, he contemplated how he would begin life anew. And then, it blinked.