Finally! Something clicked. It took everyone on the planet dying – the end of the human race – for D.S. Moss to emotionally comprehend his own death and feel the preciousness of life. The feeling, however, isn’t all good. Now he’s forced to reconcile being part of a species that would create nuclear warheads, biowarfare, nanotechnology, artificial intelligence and more CO2 than any of the previous mass extinctions. Well, he asked for it.