The Last Hands Grasp

The universe is dark. The end has and had come. In the furthest corner of the galaxy in The Last Hand, life still clings on and there is only a handful of start left in the night sky. 

The entropy of life, the heat-death of the galaxy, the Apocalypse or the Rapture as some call it happened 6000 years ago, millions of years ahead of anyone's prediction. Those few who survived  now eek out their last few days, in a galaxy grown cold where resources grow scarcer every minute, where conflict and religious zealotry is at its peak, and the memory of sustainability is a myth long forgotten.