"You have to remember that it wasn’t uncommon for them to predict the end of their species, every few decades or so. Stuff ended all the time, even their lives! Can you imagine that? Dying? Things were different back then, more fragile, even their birth process teetered on fortune. They also had to worry about things like energy and food! They fought against the elements and each other just like their ancestors did eons before."
"Our ancestors, you mean?"
"Ancestors, creators, whatever you want to call it. The point is that they made it. Their soft animal bodies, laced with instinct, had survival hardcoded into their DNA. Their capacity for wild imagination and quiet strength, even backed against the walls of extinction, pulled them through.
Or at least that’s how the story goes.”
"And now we’re here?"
"And now we’re here."