Hexa Hysteria

In the distant future, an unmanned spaceship is sailing in the dark sky. The ship has no destination, and it is not known how long it has been sailing, but it contains a memory of a extinct race. This race calls itself human and, it seems, once inhabited a planet called Earth. They had a high level of civilization. At a certain time, they even made artificial intelligence beyond their own wisdom, and together with it, they developed enough technology to make this spacecraft. However, no matter what, they are now just the dust of history, disappeared in the other side of time. Before we were even born, they were extinct, and there was not a single individual left. Why did they make this ship? Perhaps they had wanted to leave the galaxy where they were born and expand further into the Milky Way. Or, they just want to leave behind a little proof that they once existed, so that future civilizations can have a chance to know that in the past, they once existed in this form. Time has passed so long that we can never know their intentions, we can only have unproven conjectures. However, looking at these broken memories, I always feel an indescribable sadness, right?