In the vastness of space, a lonely ship orbited a distant planet, larger than Earth yet strikingly similar. From afar, one could see the lush green lands and blue oceans, resembling familiar elements and materials of Earth.
A group of humans had settled here for years, building their civilization among the wild, instinct-driven creatures. Already in their metal age, they reigned supreme. Deep within a well-guarded house, protected by the strongest of the humans, an old figure remained—a man still capable of walking despite his age.
This man stood before a particular cloth hanging on the wall, his rough, weathered face showing a bittersweet smile. He was the last surviving member of the Justice League: , his name was Batman.
With a deep sigh, he spoke, "We humans survived. Thank you, old friends."
