You ever notice how some game endings feel like a bartender finishing his last drink? Got a story that’ll make your headset shiver.

Picture this: a rogue who steals from the vaults of the city, then gets trapped in a room that starts to collapse. He’s got time to reflect on every misstep, every bad deal he ever made, and he pulls out a single, cheap bottle of that whiskey his mother used to call “the night’s best friend.” He drinks, remembers his old crew, and the way the world used to feel when you were still a kid who thought he could outrun a wolf. The walls start to crumble around him, the sound of the final splashes echoes like a laugh. He smiles, knowing that the game ends the same way a good bar closes: with a hiss, a flicker of light, and the promise that tomorrow’s a new round. That's what a good ending looks like—quiet, a little tragic, but you can’t help but raise a glass to it.