The Gods of Space are an interesting pantheon.
Eventually, of course, we'll forget that we created them and they'll become some weird kind of dogmatic religion for our post-human offspring. Whatever they'll mutate into by then, I doubt they'll be calling themselves 'human'.
Human started seeming a little grubby and somehow a bit unsanitary by the mid 21st. All that blood and integrated systems and redundant genes. So our post-quantum, post-lunar, post-post generations will likely shun us as thoroughly as we do the drab and unknown millions of the first dozen millennia of pre-history humanity.
Humpf.
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