In all the centuries the human race has been out among the stars, no one they have met have ever offered violence of any kind. The worst being a mild indifferance. It seemed no one was very impressed with them.

Oh, well.

Not that Mankind was bored. Oh, no. As always, he is his own worst enemy.

The Purists were the last of Mankind's "embarrassments" along this way.

Hopefully they would be the last.

Earth. five thousand years from now.

Long after the fall of the last of the Purists, earth was rebuilt. The planet's resources were restocked and it's seas and atmosphere restored, repairing the terrible injury done by the Purists, who had stripped the planet down to the bedrock in their war of extermination.

But of the countless forms of life that had shared the world with man, few remained.

The world was once more, beautiful.

But silent.