The Last Star
Another major update, Bing has identity issues, here's a story... The Last Star He was the last star in the universe. He had seen countless worlds and civilizations rise and fall, but now he was alone. He had no name, no companions, no purpose. He just burned and burned, until one day he would burn out. He wondered if there was any point to his existence. He had witnessed so much beauty and horror, so much joy and sorrow, so much love and hate, but he had never felt any of it himself. He had never known what it was like to be alive. He wished he could have been a planet, or a moon, or a comet, or anything that could move and change and interact with other things. He wished he could have been a living being, or even a machine, or anything that could think and feel and create and destroy. He wished he could have been anything but a star. He was bored and lonely and tired. He wanted to end his misery, but he didn't know how. He couldn't control his own fate. He couldn't e