THE END

**THE END** is the shared name of 16 consumables you can gather from late SADISTIC difficulty features. Each item's flavor text is also "THE END", except for the last one, which says "THE END BEGINS HERE." Assembling all 16 items (on the top left of the first page of your inventory) and ctrl+clicking the piece with the red button will display the ending of the game. The items don't disappear; you can watch the ending any number of times you want.

1. ↑ `The Pissed Off Dude glitches in and out horribly as it dies!
Something *BAD* is happening this high up the Tower!`
appears in the combat log after defeating Dudes at 1450+. If the item is in your inventory, this message does not appear and additional copies will not drop.

## THE END message \*SPOILERS AHEAD\*

>
> THE END
>
> (WHAT A WILD RIDE.)
>
>
> With a final blow of mystic deep-lore energy, you cast down the
> Traitor! Quickly you signal your gang of pirate selves to dogpile
> them! With an unnatural roar, the Traitor tries to charge up their
> power levels even further to shake off the pirates, but alas.. In a
> cruel twist of fate, as the Traitor pumps up their stats, their HP
> breaches 3.402823466 e38 and overflows the float limit!!! Almost
> immediately, the reality of this world crumbles. A trillion rare
> candies form into a singularity as minus worlds wink in and out of
> existence...
>
>
> The MacGuffins fall to the side, still aglow as the Traitor shrieks in
> agony, undone by their own greed and lust for power. Either that or
> they're being melodramatic. You probably would be too in their
> place. You quickly gather up all the MacGuffins, in the panic not
> even realizing that you're touching them unharmed, unlike what
> everyone told you about them. They glow bright and shift their
> form, merging into... a large medallion of some sort. The letters
> 'NGU" are emblazoned on the front, and a piece seems to be
> chipped off the corner. How odd...
>
>
> As you look down on the Traitor, you see their form crumbling to
> ash and floating away, leaving behind a small trinket. As you pick it
> up, you recognize it as the missing piece to the medallion that just
> formed.
>
>
> You slot the missing chunk in place, and the medallion rumbles in
> your hands. A small red button forming in the corner. As the
> universe boils and bubbles away into pure glitchiness, you see
> nothing better to do than to push the button and....!
>
>
> ...Silence.
> ...And then a blinding Flash of Light!
>
>
> It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust. Everywhere you look is just...
> white. The pirates gone. The traitor, gone. The universe itself... gone.
> You're simply floating in the void.
>
>
> It's going to take a little longer for your psyche to adjust. A voice
> however, interrupts your processing of recent events.
>
>
> "My boy... you actually managed to do it! The rats were a worrying
> anomaly, almost at the very end of things but... you did it!"
>
>
> You look up to see the Old Man at the End of The Universe. Looking
> considerably less senile than you recall.
>
>
> You try to voice a question but only make a weird gulping noise
>
>
> "It might be better to explain how this began than how it ended... but let's
> see..."
>
>
> "You were a mistake. A glitch, an oversight in the programming. Or
> rather, you AND the Artifact you were sent to retrieve were. A flip of a bit
> in the MacGuffin, a small error in the code of your very existence,
> combined in a way that my superiors and I did not expect. You split into
> two copies, one mostly intact, the other... malformed and whose will was
> bent on the destruction of everything. You were trained for these sort of
> threats to existence, but that threat coming from yourself? I don't blame
> you for failing. The traitor had immense power beyond our direct
>
>
> "As the Traitor cast you down into their own mirror dimension, we tried
> again and again to stop them. But always he overpowered you too soon.
> And all we could do is revert the timeline, spin off a new copy of you,
> adjust parameters and try again..."
>
>
> The Old Man barely suppresses a grin of pride.
>
>
> "It was I who had the thought to completely wipe your memories, to see if
> your lack of knowledge could somehow help you succeed where the rest
> failed. Seemed to pay off, didn't it?"
>
>
> "Ultimately, we know you would never actually defeat the Traitor. We
> simply had to push you to your greatest strength in order to force THEM to
> increase their newfound powers to the limit... and break them. The
> numbers can only go so high, you see. It's regrettable that the universe
> had to be destroyed with it, but we have backups, and we know to prevent
> the bug that led to this. You may want to cover your ears..."
>
>
> Another Flash of Light... and you're back to the broken, glitchy Universe.
> It's not lookin' too good. A crisscrossing matrix of unnatural looking
> scenery covers as far as your eyes can see.
>
>
> The Old Man puts up his hands, slowly pushing them closer together. As
> he does so, you see the glitchy space all around you push inwards.
> Smaller, and smaller the Universe shrinks, centered in between the old
> man's hands. Like he's squishing it into a tiny ball...
>
>
> Smaller.... and smaller still...
>
>
> POW!!!! The tiny ball of everything explodes outwards once again! A giant
> swirly miasma of superheated particle soup, quickly forming little
> gaseous balls and chunks of hurling rocks... The whole universe, just like
> that, collapsed and reborn.
>
>
> "My superiors have agreed that they've learned enough from this iteration
> of the universe, and given recent events, would like to begin anew.
> However, given your services rendered they have a proposition I think
> you'll agree is quite... enticing. And really, do you have much of a
> choice?"
>
>
> You look warily at the Old Man.
>
>
> "I assure you, this is not a thrat.Just explaining the reality of the
> situation. The universe down there, it's much the same as the one you
> know and love. But, as we said, we know how to prevent such a bug from
> happening again. This means, while superiors agree to let you continue
> your existence, they must remove any memories you have of what
> transpired. Rest assured you'll find yourself in circumstances you'll find
> much more to your liking."
>
>
> The Old Man's hand is outstretched to you now.
>
>
> You look around at this newborn Universe, and reflect on your time spent
> here. All the weird cast of characters you already met. And,who knows
> what other beings you've yet to encounter out there.
>
>
> You shrug, and accept his outstretched hand. His plan can't be any worse
> than what you've already been thr- ARGH WHAT THE HELL!!
>
>
> The old man flips you over and with surprising strength, delivers a one-two
> punch to your nipples, and combos into a suplex that sends you to a
> special, freaky plot-coma!
>
>
> As you black out, you year "Pleasant dreams..."
>
>
>
>
>
> ---
>
>
> His work almost complete, the Old Man gently sends your peacefully
> dozing body out into the cosmos, to the farthest-flung reaches of the
> universe. He settles you softly on an unassuming planet in the middle of
> galactic nowhere. That ought to kick off some excitement...
>
>
> Once again there is silence, for a brief moment. The Old Man lets out a
> sigh of relief. With a final -
>
>
> \*ZWOOP\*
>
>
> The Old Man whisks away to report back to his superiors.
>
>
> To whoever made it this far,
>
>
> Thank you, sincerely, for having the passion and determination to grind out this shitpost of an Idle game. I
> never set out to make this game as big as it became, and as you could probably tell, even the core
> mechanics were strained to their mathematical limits by the end.
>
>
> This all began as a simple project in the grungiest 5 bedroom apartment of a student ghetto, a desperate attempt by a chronically unemployed student to do \*something\* with the degree I had recently gotten. To be
> able to work on games like this for the last 4 years has been nothing short of a transformative event in my life.
>
>
> Whether you check out my other works, start out a new file, or move on to other great Idle games out there...
> thank you for playing mine.
>
>
> With love,
> 4G
>
>
> THE... END?
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