And the human race had expanded and swallowed the planet. Every resource, every space, used to the point of extinction. The Earth's fate it seemed had been written in stone. Wars had ended. Peace was universal. But the price of this human accord had been expansion and advancement at such a rate that the world was used up. It seemed as though the cost of universal peace was a slow death for all the people of the Earth.
Then someone had an idea. Some said it came from our most trusted leaders. Some said it came from the mouth of a small child. But where it came from was irrelevant. The decision had been made. Earth would be saved. Every man, woman, and child but one were given, at random a small pill to take. Half the pills were white. Half red.
This one man, selected for no reason in particular was not given a pill. He was separated from his family and friends and placed in a small room. The room contained 2 doors. One black. One white. Both were labeled as exits. The man was told to remain in the room for 3 days. Then he was to leave through whichever door he wished. His blind choice would kill half the human race, solve the population problem, and destroy him.
The man walked out into a world that both praised and despised him. Who hadn't lost a loved one, a wife, a child, a brother, in the massacre? But now humanity would continue. We were saved. This man held a burden no man was meant to bear. So as the days ticked by a decision was made. Not by our most trusted leaders. Not by a small child. But by the man who had both saved the human race and destroyed his own humanity. This man would leave the Earth that he had saved on his own terms, in his own time, in his own way.
That man is me.
Goodbye.
