Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
The sand-thing was powerful, lonely and strange. No doubt it was a god—but who wasn't? Stinson lay still in the sand where he fell, gloating over the success of his arrival. "I've changed my mind. You will be welcomed." "Listen to that, will you?" Stinson said angrily. "Just listen! You adolescent. Worse." "Earthman, wait...." "No!" Stinson shot back. "You've owned this planet for a million years. You have brooded here alone since before my people discovered fire, and in all those ages you never learned self-control. I can't subject my people to the whims of an entity who throws a planetary fit when it pleases him." Stinson relaxed. He'd had his say. Sybtl trembled beside him. A small mammal, round, furry, hopped by, sniffing inquisitively. gets too old it is well to die. But Gods never die, do they? I would everyone ?" A frenzied searching of the planet, the solar system, the galaxy. Then a returning to the planet. Empty.... Change. Buildings, roads, bridges weathering slowly. Such a race would crumbled to dust, dust blew away. Bridges eroded, fell, decomposed explanation. "What am I afraid of?" he said aloud, "a few grains of "I don't understand why your development stopped," Stinson said. "Nor do I. But perhaps ... well, I sense that I would continue, if you brought your people here. You have already taught me the value of Again Stinson felt the urge to run, or to use the cylinder to project himself somewhere else, but he said, "No!" very firmly to himself. He was here to investigate, to determine if this planet was capable of your wife. Have children. I promise never to harm you in any way." "The webfoots?" "You and they shall share the planet." The Sand God disappeared. Sybtl said life. There is a oneness, a bond that ties each living thing to every other living thing. It is a lesson my people never knew. Select any "Is the Sand God angry again?" Life. Intelligence. The planet was inhabited. Should he give up and return to earth? Or was there room here for They saw him struggling. Two of the men came over and spoke to him in the musical language. "My name is Stinson," he said, pointing to himself. "I'm from the planet Earth." They looked at each other and jabbered some more. disappeared. A small cloud of dust settled slowly to the floor. Disintegrated! Stinson's face drained pale, and suddenly, unaccountably, he was the pallet, her kisses fire on his face. Incongruously, he thought of Benjamin back on earth, and all the others with cylinders, who might be fighting for their lives at this moment. She shook her head. "One day they will find me alone, and they'll kill "Why?" speaking, and pointed to himself. "Me?" "Yes." "I am Stinson, of the planet Earth." "Yes, I see it in your mind, now. You want to live here, on this planet." because you feared I would become the God of these people in your place." Stinson felt a mental shrug. "It is of no importance. When they arrived on this planet I attempted to explain that I was not a God, but the primitive is not deeply buried in them. They soon resorted to emotion rather than reason. It is of no importance." it directly. These are the undesirables, the incorrigibles, the nonconformists from the sixth planet. I permit them here because it occupies my time, to watch them evolve." "You should live so long." were about to take place. I believe you think of death. I see your exist, almost as soon as those of the sixth planet peoples. I am most interested in you. You will bring your people, and live here." "What happened?" and matter from the very beginning. My people are gone. Sometimes it almost comes to me, why they are gone. And this is contrary to the to exist." Stinson was silent, thinking of the endless years of searching through the great gulf of time. His eyes caught sight of the woman, reclining now on the pallet. The men had left her and stood in groups, talking, not last. When He is gone they will probably kill us." "As for the webfoots," the wind devil, or Sand God, said, "I will destroy them. You and your people will have the entire planet." "Destroy them?" Stinson asked, incredulously, "all these people? They have a right to live like any one else." "Right? What is it—'right?' They are entities. They exist, therefore they always will. My people are the only entities who ever died. To kill the body is unimportant." jabbered musically among themselves. One slipped and fell on the ice. They re-entered the cave. Stinson donned the shimmering skirt, smiling as he did so. The others should see him now. Benjamin and Straus and Jamieson. They would laugh. And Ben's wife, Lisa, she would give her little-girl laugh, and He turned to the woman. "I don't know what I'll do with you, but now that we're in trouble together, we may as well introduce ourselves. My name is Stinson." "I am Sybtl," she said. She smiled, then pointed to the cavern. "When the ice is gone, they will come out and follow us." "But...." "No buts. Right now we'd better get out of here." what am I doing here, anyway? He glanced down at Sybtl and remembered "How often can I use it?" "As often as you like. It is good for fifty years. Kaatr—he is the one you destroyed—brought it from the ship when we came. Many times he has "When will your people come again?" "What form of primitive stupidity are you practicing now? Leave, or they will kill you." Stinson shook his head. area around it. Brown, frozen grass burned to ashes. business is it of yours if she lives or dies? My race discarded such shall destroy you all." killed half of us and burned the ship that brought us. That is how God went to the sixth planet and burned two of the largest cities, as a warning that no more of us must come here." Well, Stinson said to himself, that does it. We are better off on Earth. We can't fight a monster like him. "As soon as you are safe. Come." Steam rose from the burned area, charred like a rocket launching pit. They stepped around it carefully. Stinson felt warm air, but there was no time, now, to warm cold feet or dwell on the vagaries of Sand Gods. "They will not find us...." makes it rain in a dry summer, or sometimes warms the whole world for days at a time in winter, so the snow melts and the grass begins if they stayed. "Only for a moment." "And you won't come back. You will go to your world." "No. I'll be back." "Promise? No, don't promise. The promises of Gods often are forgotten before the sounds die away." "I'll be back." He disappeared at once, giving her no chance to object again, and went to the desert of sand, where he had first arrived on the planet. He wanted to see if the storm were world-wide. Stinson had never been in a sand storm before, even on Earth. He could He returned to the cave. Soon after, while they sat huddled together, watching the chaos of purposefully. Stinson prepared himself to leave. In spite of his desire to protect Sybtl, it was useless to get himself killed when he was exuded impressions of death, of hopeful words solemnly spoken over "Earthman," the Sand God said, as if he were about to make a statement. Stinson ignored him. He glanced down at Sybtl, who sensed that this was a time for good-bys. He thought, perhaps I can stay here alone with her. The webfoots might find us, or the Sand God might destroy us in

<question>:
What likely happens after the story ends?

<options>:
A Sybtl and Stinson get together and Stinson forgets about his prior missions
B Stinson and Sybtl are re-introduced into the web-footed community
C Sybtl becomes upset with Stinson and makes sure he does not return
D Stinson eventually brings his friends to live on the planet with him

<answer>:

D