Rex stepped inside the destroyed house that used to be his home. Dead bodies littered the living room, and blood was spilled all over the place. With the help of Twilight, the dead bodies and the blood was cleaned up, along with any other mess that was about in the place. Though Twilight questioned why they needed to do anything if they were going to leave it anyways.

Celestia and Luna were waiting outside talking to Starlight who was telling them all of the things that they had done at the house, all the projects she and Twilight had worked on, and all of the things that Rex had managed to either screw up, get injured by, or get done hopefully in the house, like building the extension.

"Come on Rex, they're waiting outside."

"Yeah- I know, just... Just give me a second, alright?"

"...Alright. I'll be outside, we'll be waiting for you."

"I'll be right out in just a moment."

As Twilight left the small house Rex went into the storage room to find a pen and paper, and set up a small table in the living room. He stared at the paper, thinking of what to write on it before coming up with what he wanted to say.

Dear Whomever Sees This,

I don't know who you are, or what you're doing here, or why you decided to enter into this house. But that doesn't matter, because I won't be here to stop you. I won't be here to tell you to get off my property and I won't be here to protect my house no more.

Whether you are here to steal things from my house, to use the meat in the freezer that is still good to eat, or whether you're running from a terrible family that wants to kill you. Whether you're running from cannibals or are high as hell and got lost in the middle of nowhere, or got shot at and now you need somewhere to bandage up.

Or perhaps, you crashed from an escape pod from a trade-ship, and landed right outside that door.

Whatever your reason may be for being here, I hope that you find use in this home and the things inside of it. I hope they're as useful to you as they were to me, and I hope that you find some sort of peace on this planet. I know it's hard to trust when someone is being kind to you on the Rim, but this place will always be a safe-haven for whoever needs it.

I've found a better place than the Rimworld, and I wish I could take the good people of this planet with me. I wish I could help all the young children who know no better and take them with me, to clothe and feed them and to pay my respects to those who have died protecting their own people.

God is cruel in forcing me to abandon you all, but I hope this proves to any of you that there is light at the end of the tunnel. Don't give up, don't let go, and remember to always keep your head on a swivel. Anything could happen at any moment and at any time.

I wish you the best, whoever you might be.

Bartender, Survivor, and all around idiot,

Rex Rice

Rex laid the pen neatly on top of the paper and took one more glance around the place. He felt pride in what he had done, and hoped that this place would go to someone who really needed it. He would've liked something like this when he had first landed on the planet.

When he exited the house, he saw a portal already sitting in the field in front of his house, all of the others on the opposite side of it, waiting for him. He walked to it, stopping right in front of it before turning back to his house. He watched it for a few seconds, thinking back to all of the things that occurred here.

"Damn. Didn't think I'd even miss the damn place."

He stepped through the portal.

THE END
Moving On, by Alistair Lindsay, Rimworld OST

Author's Note

Wow. This story, i'll tell you is one of the best things I think i've ever written.

Despite all of its (very many) flaws and terrible terrible story pacing, I'd say that it was the most fun I've ever had writing anything. It was an experiment of sorts, a combination of all of my worst writing techniques into one and it came out... okay.

That is not to say that it wasn't a pain to write. The delays in chapters was enough to prove that fact, and I must say that life didn't quite help with this. I wasn't planning on having this story be cut this short, but I think it was necessary.

A better ending than never getting one.

Though I do have plans for a sequel, I think it is high time that I focus on my other stories and make sure that they get the same treatment as my baby, A Rimworld Away did. I hope you all enjoyed the story through it's ups and downs, and very very sharp turns.

This is goodbye to A Rimworld Away for now. I'll see you all on the next story.