The Big End

"The world is ending and yet you're here playing video games." My sister entered my room and sat beside me as I continued to mash buttons on my controller.

"At least I'll die while doing the thing that I love the most." I replied with a small smile, still not moving my eyes away from the screen.

I heard her let out a small chuckle. It sounded more of her accepting our current situation rather than amusement of what I'm doing.

There is only silence between us. After all, there was nothing left to say but our goodbyes to each other.

"10 years." She began speaking, "It's been 10 years since the start of the Apocalypse. We've done all we can until there's nothing left to do but to just accept it." She sighed.

I nodded numbly at her statement, ignoring the painful thudding inside of my chest.

I could feel the tears staining my eyes, but I steeled myself to hold out for just a bit longer.

I've been crying non-stop for the past week after knowing that people have given up in trying to find a way to stop our existence from getting erased. I couldn't get myself to settle with that fact no matter how hard I try to pretend to be.

We don't want to die. But then again, it's not up to us to decide our fates.

We thought we could, but it only ended up in wasting more time, money, food and resources. We have used every single bit of tactic, thousands of scientific research and centuries of religion - only to be faced with nothing but a dead end.

Humanity has suffered a devastating defeat.

And now here we are, spending our last minutes with our loved ones.

"Is it bad to wish to live for just one more day?" Her voice cracked as she blurted out her question, finally breaking her calm facade.

I dropped the controller and hugged her as her tears fell. She immediately leaned against me and started sobbing uncontrollably.

I have no idea what to say to make her stop crying because I don't know if it's even worth smiling anymore.

We're facing our imminent deaths, so what could I do to assure her?

"At least you're home with me." I said quietly, taking a deep breath.

I was so afraid that we would die separately; alone, terrified and worried about each other.

Now that we're together, I could finally say that I'm prepared to die. As long as my sister is beside me, I'm fine with anything.

"I just want to live." She said and I tightened my arms around her.

Crying along with her, I couldn't say anything anymore.

No one could've predicted that this was going to happen so soon.