(Rewrite of my already existing story with the same title only this one is going to be better. But for those who are reading this for the first time here it is.)
It had been nearly a millennia since the war had ended. The war that had left me the last of my kind.

Ever since then a lot has occurred. I had gained immortality through science, witnessed the birth of the next ruling species of the planet that was once ruled by my kind, watched as nations rose and fell. But in all of that time one thing has always haunted me.

That I am alone in this world. A relic of a time long since passed and forgotten. Forced to watch as the world moved on as I stayed the same.

Funny how all it took for me to actually live again was a chance encounter with some unlikely characters.