Black Box Recording

The world is still bleak, as it was when he was imprisoned here, but with 16 million mutants working on it the bleakest world could become paradise.

Few of them remember their deaths.

They don't ask him how he managed to record 16 million dead people, beam them into space, and re-assemble them on an alien world. He doesn't ask himself if the recordings are, in fact, the same as the dead originals.

He will miss Rogue, and Charles, and Earth itself. But no Sentinels will come here, and the Stranger is long gone. Here is safe. It is enough.