"Everyone, break it!" That was the last thing you remember saying. That was probably the last mistake you'll ever made. Your head is dizzy, and all you remember is being swarmed, surrounded by grey men, all identical, all ready to give you and your team a serious beat-down. You see brown in your vision. You become tired, deathly so. You don't want to, but, you have to abandon the promise you made to your girlfriend. You just hope she'll forgive you on the other side. ``` --[Notice!]-- Non-Canonical Ending reached. Given Title: Escapist of Fate GAME OVER! ``` ``` YOU: A game over, this early? This thing is pretty fickle. JE: yah it's nuts. we should start over tho YOU: I don't disagree, but... hold on... JE: what YOU: I think there's something to be learned here. JE: and that is YOU: Well, I don't think Ika would actually run away from a situation like that. JE: dude JE: you gotta stop with these parasocial relationships YOU: It's not parasocial. JE: number one yes it is JE: number two, she's taken. dont be weird YOU: You're making this weird. What I'm trying to get at is, if we pick actions that Ika would undertake, perhaps it would lead to more favorable outcomes. JE: okay sure but ur the creep so its ur call YOU: Stop calling me a creep. You don't even know if I swing that way. Let's just run it back - I'm lucky I have a bookmark to the [[Play]] button. JE: fine whatever ``` ### -> [[Play]]