Millions watched the launch of humanity’s greatest scientific achievement. Thousands stood behind colored ribbons as scientists prepared the rocket designed to control the planet’s atmosphere. Code streamed across screens.

Launch.

He stood frozen. Smoke rose from the wreckage. Something burned. Someone screamed. A body twitched, quivering on the tarmac.

It was him.

A deep, rising growl filled the air as reality cracked, broken parts falling into the unfathomable nothingness of death.

One by one.

He thought he could control the planet.

The planet said no.