100 years later, the teen boy has become old 

the world is now metallic, everything has become metal

he feels the chill on his feet as he walks on our blank great planet

an old and distracted man, thinking about what to do

101 years later, the old man’s thoughts continued to race like a race car

while he was thinking unnoticed dragons have been lurking around

he wonders if he will ever get focused

“oh, look, a dragon, sorry, sorry”

102 years later, troubles continue

Many monsters making nightly movements

“yikes, how can I get away?”

once again, he wonders if he will ever get on track

103 years later, the old man feels a change in himself

he finally sees a path to success

more monsters come but he still does not get distracted

finally, the old man is in control

6 months later, other friendly humans join him

the old man is now part of a new space colony

together, they build a better world.

-Cliff