"So, the world's gonna end soon."
The Player absentmindedly patted a small girl dressed in pink, who drew back at the contact.
"What do you feel like doing?"
The girl shrugged. She usually wasn't the one who made the team's decisions.
"Well, we'll just have to visit everything," the Player grinned and procured a plan from an unknown pocket in hammerspace. "First off...?"
"Where it all began, I guess?" said the girl, who fidgeted with a lock of her hair.
"Sensible," the Player nodded. "Start at the start."
The Player spread out the map and started looking for the Mystic Woods.
"Ah!" Daisy pointed to a mark in the shape of a tree. "Here."
The day went on like this, the Player consulting the chart between destinations while Daisy plotted their next goal, occasionally meeting a witch they knew.
After touring their last stop, they decided to revisit the Small Islands to see the world's last sunset.
The Player sat beside Daisy, both relaxing in only the kind of way that two people who are not calm at all try to relax.
The Islands' beach had not disappointed. The two watched the sun sink beneath the horizon.
"Daisy?"
"Yeah?"
"Any last words?"
"It's..." Daisy paused. "It's been a great five years."
The Player smiled faintly. Tears coated their face like condensation in a rice cooker. "Good to hear."
Hibiscus flowers swayed gently in the wind. For a moment, everything was normal.
The world could take care of itself.
White noise swept across the landscape. Daisy felt like she could just... fade out.
"Hold on," the Player prompted her. "You'll live on, somehow."
Daisy held on to the Player's shaking hands.
Memories she never had replayed themselves endlessly in her mind.
An automaton, producing artful quests for the masses. Gone.
A spirit of an old mirror, celebrating a second anniversary of something important. Vanished.
The most recent casualty: a boy with brown hair and a red sword, attempting to scale mountains. Dead.
"I-" Daisy's voice cracked and she tasted salt, but she had to go on. "You-"
"I have a feeling we'll meet again...somewhere else," the Player croaked, still smiling despite everything. "Farewell, Daisy."
The world died away.