It’s been one of those weeks where I feel like I’m watching something I love fade in slow motion. Everywhere I look, creators I’ve respected for years are calling Destiny 2 a dead game. People are moving on, streams are quiet, and the loudest sound left is silence from Bungie. Maybe it’s the lack of sleep talking. Maybe it’s burnout, the pill, the stress. But it hits harder when you realize this world - this strange, beautiful, broken game - has been part of your life for a quarter of it. I built friendships here. I built a community. I built a version of myself that found purpose through helping others - running dungeons, sherpa runs, late-night chaos, and laughter. And lately… It’s hard not to feel like none of it matters anymore. The things I still enjoy doing aren’t “relevant.” The things I love helping with aren’t the ones people care about this season. And the silence from Bungie makes it feel like shouting into the void. I get that they’re focused on Marathon. I genuinely do. But the silence about Destiny hurts more than any nerf, content drought, or bug ever could. Because silence tells you something you can’t unhear — that maybe they’ve moved on, even if you haven’t. People talk about a “Destiny killer.” I don’t think it’ll ever be another game. The only thing that can kill Destiny is Destiny itself. And maybe, slowly, it’s doing just that. Still - I can’t shake the memories. The first clear, the first exotic drop, the friends who became family. All of that was real. Maybe that’s why it hurts: because this world wasn’t just pixels and loot tables. It was home. So yeah, maybe I’m rambling. Maybe this won’t matter to anyone scrolling past. But if you’ve ever felt this too - that strange mix of love, loss, and exhaustion for a game that shaped your life - just know you’re not alone. We joke about Destiny being dead, but for some of us, it’s still alive in a thousand tiny ways - in old clips, shared laughs, broken jumps, and perfect chaos. And if this is the twilight of that world, then at least I can say I was part of something truly special - something worth missing.