[ WP ] The human species has gone extinct thousands of years ago . Extraterrestrial explorers find a sample of human DNA and decide to resurrect the species once again . You are the first new human growing up in a completely alien society .

`` Why did you wake me up?'' 
 
 I had no idea how to read these aliens, so if they were surprised, I did n't notice. Their answer came swiftly. 
 
 `` You are a human, yes?'' I nodded in agreement, `` My name is Bar'lon, I am the senior commander of this outpost. You are currently on-'' 
 
 `` Why did you wake me?'' Jeez, this guy is getting on my nerve. I asked one simple question, and he wants to introduce me to his facilities and team members. 
 
 Bar'lon was taken back, I doubt he could understand my body language and agitation anymore than I could him. After a brief pause, he replied, `` Your race built the most advanced technologies the Universe had ever seen, and we want to replicate it.'' 
 
 BINGO! There it is. Another one of the races that wants human technology. This was a problem even when the human race was around, sentient beings from around the Universe would come knocking, asking for advanced tech, weapons, or help them fight their war against some other nameless species. We were treated as Gods in a few galaxies around the Marian super-cluster for a while, that was an interesting period, to say the least. Not a single one of them had succeeded then, and it's not about to happen now. 
 
 `` No ca n't do bud, sorry you wasted your time, go back to wherever you are from and forget about this place.'' 
 
 One of Bar'lon's lieutenant was clearly unhappy with my answer, he produced what I can only describe as a high pitched screech, I think he is angry. 
 
 Bar'lon seemed smug at my answer, if that's even possible with this alien face. He put a hand on his lieutenant, and said to me, `` But you will. You will. If you want your race to be revived, you must comply with our demand. The invasion of the Citrasis and the Jeinai overwhelmed our specie's defense, we are losing this war, you will help us win. There are stories of the human's prowess, legends of the greatness that mankind embodied millenniums ago. You will make us the strongest race in the Universe!!'' With that last sentence, everyone in the chamber began clambering and screeching. Idiots. 
 
 `` Alright, you do n't seem to understand, so let me give you a crash course on human history. Yes, we built advanced machines. Yes, we defeated all of our foes. We were a violent race, and that was the drive for our technological innovation. Beautiful machines used for stellar engineering were built, the entire Universe was our canvas, and we could do as we pleased, we were Gods! But we went too far. Those machines we built were used for war, an entire galaxy was destroyed in an instant, and we realized the blood trail that we had left behind. Did you know that the bloodthirst of an entire race could be filled? Well, ours was, and realizing what we have done, we decided to leave the Universe, let another, perhaps less violent race, to appreciate the beauty of the world. Remember those blackholes you had to pass through to get to Earth? The mazes of temporal and spacial wormholes that no doubt confused you? We put those there. We wanted to be left along, and slowly fade away from the world. For what is the purpose of a race, if we spent all our effort fighting one war after another, until the point that we lost all other purpose in life but violence? And then we lost the single purpose that we still had? No, Bar'lon. I do not want to help you fight your war. I do not want to help you raise the human race again. We chose our exile, so leave us be!'' 
 
 With that, I smiled at all of them, bowed, and headed back into the tube that I came from. Slammed a button as I stepped in, and returned to my eternal sleep.
