The fall of Robloxia that no one expected.

It's odd to think normal life is gone, replaced by an apocalypse (not the zombie kind). Havoc seeped into every game; some worse than others. With everyone gone you were unable to exit your game—boring!

One day you saw two Robloxians. One dressed in blue with a touch of yellow, the other ditto but green. They scowered the store and yellow-accent sat on the counter, digging into some chips while talking to the other searching for sustainable items.

This is your chance, you don't care if you seem desperate—which you are. You haven't seen another soul in a while. You approached and found out the yellow-accent dude was named Crykaf (Shrykahf) and the green-accent dude was named Mval (Val). You successfully joined their journey—but three's a crowd.

They had a device that allowed them to travel between games. With millions of games they travelled whenever they got bored or needed resources. You followed with, enjoying things and activities that was left behind (minigames/job equipment).

They weren't really keen on you. More than once they were almost travelled out when you were busy with something, and you're sure it was on purpose. They wanted you gone and didn't have the morals to do it outright.

That was a good while ago, you're already used to this 'game travel' thing. Currently, you three are in 'Work At A Pizza Place' and you were making pictures with pizza toppings.

"C'mon Mval, there's like a gazillion pizza stuff here—no one's gonna miss it!"

Crykaf was sat on a counter throwing a pepperoni to Mval who stood nearby with his arms crossed. He sighed.

"With the way you act, it's like it's not even the end of the world."

Before Crykaf could retort Mval took out the 'The Portal' and began to turn it on.

"We've already spent long enough in this place."

Crykaf huffed, looking almost annoyed. He then called out for you,

"Hey, let's go! Stop playing, you child."

Mval followed and said,

"Yes, it's best to not waste more time."