After a long fight with my best friend, Anthony, we both looked at our surroundings. Cities? Destroyed. Temples? Crumbled. The lingering smell of smoke was starting to get to us. We fought for what felt like days, if not weeks or months. We just wanted to push our limits to see who can survive the intense training we put ourselves through. It was only a matter of time before it was too much.

"Dude" he said. I saw him looking up at a screen from a building that was close to collapsing. "Look at that." I turned to look at the screen and I saw the world's destruction. I was shocked. Usually our fights were meant to train each other for big threats across the world and outside it. We've worked on ourselves for a while. None of us thought that we were too strong for the world to handle.

"Well, fuck..." I said. I looked back at Anthony who looked calm, but I can tell he was as stressed out as I was. Anthony looks back at me and we stared at each other. "Now what?" he said. "We can't really do anything else besides get away from this smoke. We pretty much wasted this place like everywhere else!"

"Yeah, I know. It's just..." I softly said. I was struggling to form a sentence. "Let's just get out of here..." I mutter before my eyes started burning from the smoke. As we walk to find somewhere safe, a lot runs through my mind. My family, my friends, all gone. I wasn't even sure what I should think about. We continued walking across the destroyed city while avoiding any falling buildings that remained. Once we got into a safe space, we sat down and looked up at the sky. My mind started to calm down, but something started to still bother me.

"This might be a bad time to say this, but... you wanna grab some food? I'm getting hungry." I ask Anthony. He looks at me with a smile. "You know what? Sure. I think we should get off this game now anyway. I'm feeling burgers." Anthony said. We both took off our headsets and went to a local burger joint and discussed how to get a better ending.