Michael just traveled for a trillion years in stasis.
He stopped caring one day, so he went into his stasis pod and set it for a trillion years. He put his ship on cloaked auto pilot and wanted to see where he might end up.
He just woke up.
He stretches some. He confirms that his settings were correct. He is still astounded that a trillion years of time has just passed, but that it only feels like a blink of an eye to himself.
He talks to the computer on the ship. They make some small talk. He brings his pet dog out of stasis too.
They are pleased to be reunited.
He looks out the window. He can still see stars and nebulas. He sees no planets that are close by.
He has his ship lock onto the nearest habitable planet and head in that direction.
The journey to this planet will likely take about two days. He has some things to do before he arrives there.
His ship is about three miles long. He starts heading to a different wing of the ship.
He knows what he wants to do right now.
He goes to the generation room and starts generating a clone of someone that he knew long ago. Their memories will be intact. He knows that it is only a good idea to generate one version of a single individual at a time.
He will ready a ship for them in case they want to leave after the process is finished. He hopes that they will desire to keep him company for at least at time.
They will be finished generating and ready for revival/activation in about three weeks. This is old technology after all.
Michael has existed for many trillions of years and has actually been conscious and awake for about seven billion years of it. He knows that there is no limit to the amount of new experiences that he can have. Only for a few decades of it has he not experienced serenity and peace both within and outside his own self.
