“I couldn’t save them,” he whispered, then launched into the air and flew, looking for just one survivor. He scanned the earth with X-ray vision, listened with super-hearing and finally landed at his secret abode.
He lifted the lid of the lead-lined, crystal box. The lump of rock glowed weakly, green in the evening gloom.
He held the rock and slipped to the floor, feeling weak. He died from a broken heart, before the piece of his home could take his life.