[ WP ] You are tasked with conducting the funeral of the human race .

`` Not even if you were the last man on the planet!'' 
 
 How many times have you heard that phrase? For someone who enjoyed the clubs of New Mombasa its something i heard a lot, but i never considered what that might actually be like. Lonely? Terrifying? Maybe even fun? Well when you've had 10 years to think about it while the population dwindles around you, it becomes a surprisingly peaceful time. 
 
 In 3135 the global population had fallen to just 11 million people, and we had mostly given up. I shudder to think what the people of humanities peak in the 21st century would think of us now, the glorious human race defeated by a simple virus. Perhaps they would think less of us if they could see the great monuments we built, and the scenes in the streets as we celebrated our history. Ill never forget the great feasts of the early years when food was still plentiful, 11 million people across the world in song is a sound to behold. 
 
 So. Our funeral. My task as the last of us. It seems wrong to have such a thing after so many years of joy, but how could we not mourn such fall. 
 
 `` Okay ready?'' i gather all my composure, im preforming for one person but really, but i feel all of the eyes that ever watching me. 
 
 `` Yup, go for it!'' 
 
 `` I know none of us were really religious but i had to addr...'' She interrupts me impatiently `` Get on with it already!'' Shes still making jokes. I truly could n't have asked for a better companion for the end of days could I. 
 
 `` Okay.'' Well here goes nothing. `` To the creator, whomever you may be, i stand here today at the end our time. We have risen above the animals of this world and held dominion for thousands of years, and now we return it to them. While the land will reclaim much, our mark will never be expunged from it; our monuments stand tall and strong and our history is preserved forever. Should you look back upon us, please do not judge us by our actions. Our intention was pure, as were our hearts, we can only apologise and ask that you remember us. Let it always be known, humanity resided here. John & Sarah.'' 
 
 `` I like it'' she says with a smiling beaming across at me. `` Now, shall we go?''
