The apocalypse started three days ago, but content doesn’t stop. You and Your Selected Character were hired by the last surviving brand to “document humanity’s final moments.” The stream keeps looping — viewers drop, then reappear, same usernames, same comments. The feed might be fake, or maybe you’re broadcasting to no one. Either way, the show must go on.

The sun’s a dim red blur behind clouds of smoke, but the ring light still works. You’re both live, comments scrolling faster than the falling ash.

“Hey besties,” Your Selected Character says, voice chipper but trembling. “Welcome to possibly our final collab — #ApocalypseVibes!”