The Last Orbits
📝 Journal 7: One-way to the stars, a special dedication.
Heyya, my partner-in-crime…
How are you? Wutcha doin’ there?
My hands are shaking as I type this & the screen keeps going blurry. I can’t tell if it’s from laughing or tearing, probably both. Somehow I can feel you’re reading this, waiting, like you always do.
I could write ten thousand words or more about how amazing you are, but I want to keep it simple this time.
How long has it been since we met, over 15 years?
You do the math since you were always the smarter one, & you’d be telling me the same. And then we’d both argue because that’s just how we were, stubbornly caring for each other in our own ways :)
Oh, & guess what. There are thousands of people around the Earth reading my blog now too. Pretty wild, eh?
Hey. Do you remember back then when we were raiding together in-game, that time you got surrounded & smacked by a whole pool of enemies? You called me to revive you even though I was already so far away on the map.
I dropped all my quests & ran as fast as I could just to get to you… only to steal your loot. And you were yelling, “How dare you loot everything before resurrecting me?!”
I can still hear it. You were laughing so hard while I tried to take on all those enemies alone. My health bar was so low, but somehow I still managed to rescue you & get you back up.
I know my priorities, okey? :p
We were always like that. Always thinking, sharing, trying to figure out what was best for everyone. Both of us were DPS-ers most of the time too, right?
And I kept trying, ya know. I really did. I tried to DPS that ugly, funky, relentless cancer thing that kept swallowing you whole. Buffing, switching between heals & damage, over & over, until my own HP was almost gone. But this time… I couldn’t resurrect you. I’m sorry. We both tried. It’s kinda tiring, isn’t it?
Still, we made it all the way to the end. Right up until you took your spaceship & left on 7th April 2026 & here you are, on my Journal 7.
As if the Artemis II orbiting the Moon wasn’t enough for you, you still had to go & become an astronaut too. Stubborn as always. The astros headed back, but the universe kept you. Alrighty, let’s listen to this album together then~
And hey. I’ve got my own pile of hobby backlog here. How dare you leave yours for me to carry as well?! Was that your final payback? Hahahaha, damn it! (see... told ya, you were always the smarter one).
Even now, months or years later, I can still hear your soft voice in my head, nagging me like always. Our last exchange, the photos, the words… everything. Your last orbits, your final words to the very end (which I’ll keep only for myself). We typed so much, so fast, almost like we both knew.
The timing was perfect. Just like you.
Rest in power, my friend. I will keep fighting. For you, for both of us. And I’ll carry your loot, your kindness & your strength with me… always. 🕊️🌱