Ezpata's World

A night of drunken debauchery is always refreshing, wouldn't you say? It had begun innocently enough; I blew up the world, restarted it again, found some kick-ass parties, drank a lot, did some things I might regret in real life, and possibly fathered at least four children. Okay, so maybe not so innocent, but it was fun.

I remember flying into some guy's house, and seeing his walls adorned with thousands of pictures. I'd recognized the guy from a little while before at one of the parties.

I looked at him, "What is all this?"

"Pictures."

"No shit, Sherlock. Why all the pictures?"

"I've collected them all. From parties throughout the years. I've stolen them."

"... Why? Why would you do something like that?"

"Because."

"..."

"It's the One Thing You Can't Replace."

I got out of there. It was time to wake up anyway.