2 Space Truck-KUN

He turns and gives the best smile he can through his roiling emotions, "Lillith, please, could you turn that T.V down... Please?!" he emphasizes it, but feels as if he was talking to a brick wall as Lillith continues watching the news stories.

"Now onto recent developments, I'm sure everyone is aware of Space Z's new attempt to launch a vehicle into space! They are currently calling it the 'Space Truck Mk-KUN', we are still trying to find out what its name actually means, but everyone is excited about it. If you want to watch the launch of 'Space Truck', then stay tuned as it'll only be a couple minutes longer!"

"Big bro! Can we watch the Space Truck get launched into space!?" Lillith suddenly shouts, causing Michael to finally lose his temper, slamming his fist on his mouse which accidentally queues him up for another game, as he turns around and glares at his little sister.

"I don't want to watch them launch some stupid fucking truck! And how many fucking times have I told you to turn this shit down!? Are you deaf?! And why can't you ever just stay in your room!? You have a T.V in there, watch it yourself and stop bothering me!" he screams, so angry that he doesn't acknowledge the tears building in Lillith's eyes.

"But I wanted to spend time with big bro! I love big bro!" she futilely tries to argue, but is suppressed under Michael's angry glare. Tears begin making their way down her cheeks now, as she stands and begins to leave his room.

Michael quickly comes to his senses as he realises what he'd just done, quickly making his way to his door where he catches Lillith in the hallway.

"W-wait!" he calls out, causing the little girl to look at him with teary eyes, "L-look... I didn't mean that, you know I love you, but you know how mad my games make me, right? I'm sorry for saying those things." he mutters, opening his arms as if waiting for a hug.

Lillith hugs him in response, taking this chance to wipe her tears and snot onto his shirt... Michael notices, but can't force himself to let go of her. "Now, how about we go out and get some-" he pauses, his ears picking up the familiar sound of Dota 2 successfully finding a match. "Er, we'll go out and buy ice cream after I finish one more game... Okay?"

Lillith sends him a dirty look but nods anyway, "I'll wear my new dress while you finish big bro!" she excitedly says as she skips back into her bedroom.

Once she was out of sight, Michael charging back into his room like a rampaging bull, throwing himself at his desk as he clicks accept on Dota, it was just tin time too, as the timer had almost run out.

He sits down and attempts to mentally prepare himself for yet another game, trying to forget the events of the last one he played.

All the while, the T.V behind continues playing the news channel.

"And wow! Look at that! The rocket launches without any issues at all! I might be overestimating myself here, but this might be the biggest event since the moon landing!" the news lady exclaims.

Five minutes pass as the cameras observe the rocket, but the news lady suddenly holds a finger to her ear with a surprised look on her face, "Wait! I'm getting some troubling news! Apparently, the rocket is malfunctioning somehow! Oh wait! Look!" she shouts, just as the rocket explodes into a million pieces.

Everyone watches with despair, but suddenly cheer up slightly as a large object shoots out of the smoke cloud with great speeds.

"The Space Truck is still intact!? Is it a miracle of god? Or a miracle of technology!?" the news lady shouts.

Due to how high the rocket was, most thought the truck would land somewhere in the ocean, the original launch sight having started in America... But the explosion had unintentionally forced the truck much further than most had expected.

Alerts begin to get broadcasted all over London, as the truck continues to fall in that direction. The news channel also blares a warning, but Michael ignores it and continues playing his game. Completely oblivious to the approaching threat.

A shadow crosses past the sun, making him squint in confusion as he glances over at the window... "Is that a truck?... No... I'm on the 6th floor, I'm probably just seeing things." he murmurs, continuing to play Dota 2 as if everything was completely fine.

But, the descending truck gets closer and closer, Michael being unable to look away as he finally realises that the truck is real.

"What the fu-AAAAHHHHHHHRRRRRRRGGGKK!" a scream is torn from his throat as the multi-ton truck hits him straight on, breaking every bone in his body as it travels through the building... Somehow missing every other occupant.

Despite his imminent death, Micheal had actually managed to hold onto his mouse and PC monitor, his broken body clutching it as he flies through the air.

However, as he falls, reality seems to warp around him, as the daylight view of London's buildings abruptly changes to what looked like nighttime Tokyo... He wasn't really sure what was happening, but is able to turn his broken neck downwards, and is able to spot himself falling to the street... Where a large green orb floats next to a Japanese teenager who was holding a laptop.

Micheal was able to see that the teen was looking at the orb with curiosity, but suddenly looks up when he hears the shriek that Micheal was giving off.

And, as if destiny ordained it, Micheal fell into the orb, both it and him disappearing from the world entirely.