The last days of Taint. That is what they call the last few months of imperfection before everyone on the earth changed. The Elders decreed that one person should be left with the taint so that we never forgot our past, but they did. And when they manipulated my body for the job, they made me undying. I am here as an idea forever in the minds of the once-humans; not that they cared. And once they doused me in the waters of my own youth, making me forever young, they destroyed the technology that allowed them to do so. I, and only I, was to be gifted with such a thing, they told me. Several years later I began to hope that they had made a mistake and I was actually not immortal. They hadn’t made a mistake.
But at that same time, it didn’t bother me too much. Besides, that was how I met the Professor. She was in charge of the habitat for my future living conditions. Thinking back now, she was the creator of my prison. Neither of us realized it then, but I was to be the last tainted being, living on the last piece of tainted land for an eternity.