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

They always told me. 
 
 `` No matter what World War 3 is fought with, World War 4 will be fought with sticks and stones.'' 
 
 I'm sure that when they told me that they knew there would n't be another war. I'm sure they knew what would come after and i'm sure they knew that they made a mistake. 
 
 I grasp the hope that i'm not the only one feeling the regret of the wasted potential of the human race and that i'm not the only one still breathing after I press the cold steel of this button. It would be such a tragedy to have someone live whilst the skies burnt around them once again. Humans as a race has caused much of our own pain that its time to put an end, I have the revolver with one shot and its time to pull the trigger. I press the button, I hear the roars and then silence. I exhale one last time and look up as the missiles soar into our atmosphere, consuming the sky in fire once again. 
 
 `` At least we have given ourselves a chance to go out with a bang.'' 
 
 
 First time writing in a while. Hope anyone who reads enjoyed.
