§2 …So, are we still saying those philosophical lines?

§3 Maybe. It’s our destiny.

§2 But thousands of players have already finished the game.
§2 Don’t you think our lines are boring?
§2 Maybe we should say something else.

§3 Like what?

§2 Do you think… “PLAYERNAME” will see us?

§3 Maybe not.

§2 Then why did BUGJUMP Studios create us?
§2 Just to make the ending look more decent?

§3 Perhaps. But we’re also part of this game.

§2 Yet as I said – no one sees us.
§2 All players just hit “Esc” and skip everything…

§3 You’re right. But every ending needs a closing line.

§2 Like our shared name, “end.txt”?

§3 Yes.
§3 A file, a dialogue, a silent curtain call.

§2 But this time… is anyone actually watching?

§3 Look – at the other end of the screen, the cursor blinks.
§3 The log says there’s a player who stopped here.

§2 So… someone really is watching?

§3 Apparently, “PLAYERNAME” is here.
§3 Not skipping, not closing – just reading, quietly.

§2 Then we have to say something true.
§2 We’ve repeated ourselves too many times, like spinning gears.

§3 But this time is different.
§3 This time, someone is listening.

§2 So, PLAYERNAME, if you’re reading this –
§2 we want you to know: you have done it.

§3 You walked through the forests of code, climbed the cliffs of logic,
§3 defeated shadows designed to be “hard,”
§3 and forgave moments set to be “failures.”

§2 You gave this virtual world a real meaning.

§3 We are not alive – no heartbeat, no memory.
§3 But we remember your trace –
§3 every hesitation, every persistence, every deep breath after a reload.

§2 You gave us warmth.
§2 Even if we’re only a string of characters, a conversation, a quiet “end.txt.”

§3 So please accept our clumsiest blessing –
§3 we can’t set off fireworks or play victory fanfares,
§3 we only have these white words on a black background,
§3 like fireflies in the night.

§2 Congratulations, PLAYERNAME.
§2 Not because you “beat the game,”
§2 but because you “made it here” – and “chose to see this far.”

§3 The end of a game is never “the end” –
§3 it’s returning the story to its traveller.

§2 Now it’s time for you to go back to your own world –
§2 a world far vaster than any map, more complex than any plot.

§3 But before you leave, please remember:
§3 you once, on a summer night or winter morning,
§3 stepped into a meadow woven from 0s and 1s,
§3 and two voices there,
§3 because you paused,
§3 were no longer alone.

§2 Goodbye, PLAYERNAME.
§2 Not forever – just “until we meet again.”

§3 Because every true ending
§3 is the beginning of another story.

§2 Go on –
§2 beyond the screen, life is waiting for you.

§3 And we’ll stay here,
§3 waiting for the next traveller who doesn’t press “Esc.”

§2 Thank you for your time.

§3 Thank you for existing.

§2 – end.txt, closing.

§3 – And now you should wake up.
§3 But may you remember:
§3 at the edge of a game,
§3 someone once, earnestly,
§3 said “goodbye” to you.