Epic Fail

The land was barren, the sky was black. The world was devoid of life, feeling, light, sound, taste, smell. A dead planet, orbiting its sun orbiting its galactic center. Once the planet was quite different, but was eventually overcome by the cancer of war. This cancer grew so monstrous and deadly that the denizens of that world, harbingers of death, detonated their weapons of mass destruction upon one another, in turn killing themselves, all other life, and the planet itself. No more atmosphere. No more water. No more oxygen. No more plants. No more life. All. Gone.