Form Tomorrow I will be alone.

Will they listen if I promise harmony?

It didn't know how to go about it. As the top researcher of what was left of their species, it received a single order from the dying leader.

Leader: "Make sure the next generation can evolve through them.

The extermination of their race was something they had done to themselves. They had angered a higher being. One that was created out of hate and would not hesitate to kill anything on a whim.

By the time that godlike existence was done with them, all that was left was a ship, the crew, and the last batch of eggs laid by the queen.

In contrast to what I had seen in The Hub, they are not that tall, insect-like abomination. They are a parasite species. They hatch, but they are not functional unless they enter a host. The ugly alien form it has now is just the last species they fed on.

But, as long as they had enough hosts, they were immortal. Not only that, but with time, they could even get their host to ascend to a four-dimensional plane.

Yet they were almost extinct. The cases where the host actually evolved to become fully functional were few.

On the ship, there was only one young body that would still have a long way ahead, that was the body of an otherwise old researcher that lost its interest in the survival of the species long ago.

Maybe if I throw all the eggs, they will not consider me a threat, and I can study them in peace.

Its main concern was not the last order it had received, it was how to complete the experiment of a lifetime. It had created a device that can transport everyone in the future. The purpose? It wanted to see how a civilization would evolve in perfect conditions, planning their rebirth timing and giving them the most advanced technology it knew.

Still, there was a problem it had to solve. The current body would perish in about 25,000 years. This was far from enough time to complete the experiment.

So I have to keep the eggs for another experiment.

Humans had a really bad compatibility with the parasites, so it had to keep studying a way to solve this issue before the current vessel dies.

It had to find another way to convince the subjects to cooperate.

What even is this "Harmony?"

It didn't understand the term, but it heard that this was the ideal humanity wanted to achieve.

Riding this train of thought, it reached a conclusion.

The best way to bring this so-called "harmony" would be through guiding them to perfect balance.

The balance it had lived in until now is something that a normal human would consider a prison of boredom. Never having anything out of the ordinary happen. just living the same life every day, leaving behind happiness for the sake of avoiding sadness.

Balance and harmony are not the same concept, but there is a form of harmony that can be obtained through balance. Or at least that is what it started believing when it heard for the first time a well-balanced, pleasant-to-the-ear human chorus that was called "harmonious" by humans.

Whether this balance is what humanity desires or not was not important. What was important was to convince them that simply keeping a balance means living in harmony.

While walking through the ship and thinking about this plan, it noticed a dead body on the ground.

The last functional parasite he was partnered with was crawling out of the dead host. A hatched parasite could not survive outside of a special tank for more than a couple of hours.

This means from tomorrow, I will be the last one.

It walked over the dying partner.

I didn't even know it was still alive to begin with, whatever even was its name?