One Week Before Impact
The world watched in shock as a billionaire-led exodus unfolded. Without prior announcement, a massive spacecraft—"Last Hope"—prepared for departure. The mission was a secret until the very last moment, and now, as the world scrambled for answers, it was too late.
About the Crew
The spacecraft carried 9,012,025 people—a mix of:
The wealthiest billionaires and millionaires who funded the project.
Elite scientists and engineers tasked with ensuring humanity's survival.
Military personnel and selected professionals.
Their families, children, and carefully chosen individuals—the supposed "future of humanity."
The world erupted in chaos as news spread. Why were these people chosen? What about the billions left behind?
One Day Before Impact
As the final hours ticked away, Earth's governments collapsed into disarray. With doom approaching, political rivalries erupted into open warfare, and order crumbled overnight. The streets burned with riots, desperate masses stormed government buildings, and survival instincts took over.
Yet, amidst the madness, only ten people remained calm—not out of ignorance, but because they knew something the rest of the world did not…
"10 minutes left. No turning back."
"Some clung to their loved ones, whispering silent prayers. Others fell to their knees, eyes locked onto the sky, watching as their fate hurtled toward them. Parents shielded their children, knowing there was no escape. A single thought echoed across the planet—Is this the end?"
Then, it happened.
The asteroid pierced through the upper atmosphere, igniting the sky in a blinding white streak. Winds roared, windows shattered, and for a moment, the world stood still, bracing for the inevitable. The ground trembled under the sheer force of its presence, and heat waves rippled through the air like an invisible firestorm.
But then—a miracle.
"For a split second, the world ended. The sky burned. The oceans boiled at the edges. A blinding explosion of light engulfed everything. And then— nothing. The asteroid's trajectory shifted at the very last moment, as if some unseen force had nudged it away. The shockwave alone toppled buildings, sent tidal waves crashing onto shores, and left cities in ruins. Yet, against all logic, Earth stood—damaged, but alive."
Silence fell. The world watched in stunned disbelief. The doomsday that should have been… wasn't.
Smoke lingered, skies remained scorched, and the air crackled with the fading echoes of destruction—but Earth, against all odds, was spared.
And as the asteroid vanished into the void, humanity breathed again..
Silence.
The world stood frozen in shock. For the first time in days, there was hope. Earth had survived.
People embraced. Some fell to their knees, laughing through their tears. Across every surviving city, fireworks lit up the sky—not out of celebration, but out of sheer, desperate relief.
And then, the screens flickered.
The AI, Astra, had been silent for hours, its job seemingly done. But now, across every device, in every bunker, every control room, and aboard "Last Hope," its voice rang out.
A single line.
"Thank you."
A pause.
Then, the second message:
"But you have made a miscalculation."
Confused murmurs. Scientists scrambled to their stations, fearing an error. What miscalculation? The asteroid was gone! Humanity had won!
A new projection appeared on-screen.
A second object. Trailing just behind the first. A true monster, ten kilometers wide—not skimming the atmosphere, but locked on a direct collision course.
The first asteroid was just a distraction.
Impact: 24 hours.