[ WP ] After 500 years away , Human 's finally return to Earth

When we did accomplish interstellar travel it was through cooperation, not individual heroics. We accepted, finally, that we would have to tackle our goals in a grander way, as befitted the grander tasks awaiting us in the vast universe. 
 
 Huge, intergenerational spaceships are common place. As a society we are forced to accept that we are but tools working towards some endgame we will never have the benefit of experiencing. 
 
 We've changed. We have adapted. 
 
 And now here I am. On Earth. 
 
 I'm the last of my line, the line tasked to return to our cradle. Tens of generations of my ancestors have lived their lives solely to ensure that I here. Here now, at this time, to finish a goal we had no part in initiating. 
 
 I stand before the desolate cityscape. Ancient ruins tower above me. Under my feet only dust. 
 
 We ruined this place. I say we, I do n't feel so much empathy for those who came before. I do n't feel like I can relate to them. Such small-mindedness. To waste a precious globe like this. Over what? Nobody even remembers. 
 
 Ca n't have been of much consequence. 
 
 I creep slowly through the wasteland towards the ancient address we have kept in our family's possession through hundreds of years and innumerable light years.: 
 
 厦门 瑞景 新村. 
 
 I'm finally there. My comms are quiet. We are all aware of the importance of this moment. This culmination of unfathomable human effort and sacrifice. 
 
 `` Go into Apartment 401'', they tell me. 
 
 I climb the stairs, startling some kind of bizarre four-legged creature as I do. It bounces past me, agitating the years of dust and dirt to float into the air. 
 
 `` I'm going in. Here we go. ``, I tell them. 
 
 I walk in. Take the first left. As I've been trained to. 
 
 Hundreds of little boys and girls up on the ship dreamed they would be the ones to experience this moment, first hand. I got incredibly lucky, a lottery of logistics and genetics. It's me who gets to complete the mission. 
 
 I look down at the ancient device below me. 
 
 The'Oven'. 
 
 `` Yep. ``, I hear incredible roars of joy and exultation over my communications system. 
 
 `` It's off. The oven is off.'' 
 
 `` Thank the Lord. We can all relax''. 
 

