「 Zolch wakes up slowly realising everything was a dream. He takes a slight breathe in and calm down. "Everything is finally over…" 」
- A broken Fighter [Complete]
I lean back in my chair, staring at the glowing screen. The cursor blinks beside the last line — the end of a story that's been my world for seven years.
"Finally… it's done," I whisper, half in disbelief. "Seven years… and it ends with a dream."
I hesitate, wondering if that's too easy, too cliché — but at this point, maybe it's perfect that way. Maybe it's okay to let it end quietly.
I hit Publish.
The page reloads. My heart skips as the counter ticks upward.
1… 19… 299… 4,812…
People are already reading it.
People are feeling it.
Then, the comments begin to pour in.
NewUser_3923: no way its already finished!! i just started a year ago!!
Z0lch_Lover: NO WAY! HE WAS ASLEEP THE ENTIRE TIME!?
RedDragon: Beautiful ending. I'll miss this world.
Avenger1243: Ew, what was that ending. Bad asf. Author really needs to learn how to finish a story.
I stare at the screen, expressionless for a moment. Then I chuckle softly.
"Well… I guess not everyone likes goodbyes," I mutter, closing the tab.
I tidy my desk, turn off the light, and crawl into bed. The silence feels heavy, but peaceful.
"Now that it's finished… what am I supposed to do next?"
The thought drifts away as my eyes close.
And somewhere, in the quiet of my own dream,
I opens my eyes again.