Earthlings were a plague.
Once, but not anymore.
They spread like ash borers, killing whatever tree they landed on. Now the trees were planets and the forest was the known universe.
It was cause for concern to say the least.
With the ability to skim across the planes of space at the speed of light, the Earthlings found places of insurmountable beauty. There used to be worlds of jungles and deserts and great pink oceans. In their wake, all that was left was disease, ground stripped to the bedrock and toxic salts.
"There is no sentient life on these planets!" their leaders told us. "We are not killing anything!"
But did the Earthlings forget where they came from? Their earliest ancestors crawled out of the oceans gasping until oxygen made sense. Could this not happen on the worlds they destroyed?
No, they said. They insisted. Their planet of poor starving people needed these things to survive.
Did they never realize that the key to survival