The first Human to break lightspeed stood on the observation deck of the Galactic Government Central Station, awaiting to be called.
When the Liaison Officer approached, they did not respond, transfixed as below them, hundreds of races intermingled peacefully.
"Inspiring?"
The Human shook their head.
"I'm worried, my people, we nearly tore ourselves apart multiple times over, but there was always this overriding sense of importance, of specialness. This will be a challenge."
The Liaison Officer laughed.
"Every one of those races thought they were special, unique. Humanity will be fine."
But Humanity was special, just in a negative sense...
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