Nothing. That's pretty much all that was left. Well. There was one thing left. Xander. Shocked at himself and faced with the fact that he just wiped out his entire universe, with him being the only survivor, because he was too much of a coward to end himself along with everything else. He couldn't believe what he had done, and it was too late to feel sorry for himself. He was angry at everything and all of the nothing. Blaming everyone else for his mistakes rather than accepting that he was where he was because of his own stupidity. He wanted a second chance. He hoped and prayed to whatever or whoever was left to hear him. Which wasn't much, but after a large period of time had passed. He couldn't pin point how long it had been. Anywhere from a few hours to several hundred years, but something or someone must have heard his prayers, because he saw a light open up. A portal. His first instinct was to fly through it. Where he was greet by a young man. "Well. You're something interesting. An anomaly. I thought that universe was dead, but I could see a large, single source of energy. That must have been you, correct?" He asks.
"Yeah... Who're you?" Xander asked.
"I'm your new best friend. I know who you are. I've seen plenty of you. Not you specifically, but different versions. Greatly different from one another. Some, you're a hot headed brute, others, you're just a man with no powers. Some, you don't even exist. Some, you're a god. But never mind all of that. I've got much to explain to you. Tell me, how would you like to be the protector of the perfect Earth?" He asked.
Was this the second chance he was looking for? Yes. It wasn't going to slip through his fingers. "Of course. That's all I ever wanted."
"My friend, Xander. I can tell you right now, this is the start of a beautiful friendship..."

