Emerging from the abrupt dim pitch black void, the area was instantly filled with a cyan coloured vignette, which caught Player by surprise.

He was betwixt and between deep in his thoughts in regards to preceding events. He wondered why this transformation had even occurred.

Player: Wait, what's that blue light?

He was in constant limbo the entire time, perplexed on what this symbolises.

He frantically searched for any further clues on the matter, until he glanced upwards. He noticed pixelated writing in dark blue, which read "yrotciV" from his perspective.

Player's visor suddenly widened when he eventually understood the circumstances. He then proceeded to pinch himself to ensure he wasn't dreaming, and he confirmed that this was indeed not a figment of his imagination.

Player: Oh my god... I did it... I finally won...

He was left in a bewildered state, unable to process what he just bare witness to...until it dawned on him.

He felt as though eons had passed, ever since he first started playing Among Us. Out of those millions and billions of previous games, none of which had resulted in the outcome he so desperately desired...except this one.

He initially thought poor luck had gotten the better of him yet again, before this moment. However, this clearly wasn't the case, this time around.

His heart beated expeditiously and his limbs were vigorously shaking. Player grinned fully across his face, showing his ashen teeth. Unable to control and contain his excitement any longer, he crouched for a brief moment before hopping into the air, exploding into a fit of pure joy and celebration.

Player: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSS!!! WOOOOOHOOOOO!!! YEEEEEEEAAAHH!!! FINALLY!!!

He hastily paced back and forth across the diminutive win screen, launching his invisible arms with absolutely no regard for caution.

Player was on the verge of passing out, but regained his composure before raising his balled up fists in the air.

Player: After all this time, victory is finally mine! And it was through normal play, as well! No cheating on my part, no ridiculously overpowered mods, no last minute game-breaking scenarios! And what a way to go out! By getting my friends back, again!

After blurting out his astounding double achievement, both physically and platonically, Player was still in utter bliss. His combined efforts have led to his wildest dreams coming true.

Player: THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIIIIIIFE!!!

His clamorous wails soon echoed as Player eventually returned back to Captain's Lobby, where he sincerely hoped to inform his revived friends of the good tidings.

Player: Hey, guys! You're never gonna believe this! I finally won!

Everyone in the lobby congratulated Player on his first ever victory, loudly clapping and whistling in delight, and he imagined the fame and glory being bestowed upon him.

One by one, every single individual bean approached Player and gladly shared their thoughts while they had their fifteen minutes of fame in the spotlight. Starting with Veteran...

Veteran: Nice one, pal! I can't believe you actually won a game! I bet it must feel great with that sweet taste of victory! And, you didn't even have to murder me, in order for it to happen! I mean, that's what best friends are for, right?

Player responded in a gleeful tone, appreciating the strength of their platonic nature.

Player: They sure are, Veteran!

Veteran broke the positive tone as he went on to apologise for his previous actions.

Veteran: Listen, I just wanna say I'm sorry for hitting you back there and for breaking you apart, like that. That was pretty uncool of me and I promise I'll never do it again.

Feeling pity upon his shamefulness, Player enlivened him by burying the hatchet and continuing the healthy bond.

Player: It's alright, Veteran. If it helps, you punch harder than Mr. Cheese!

Veteran: Heh! I'll take that as a compliment!

Player grasped his chin with his cardinal coloured index finger and thumb and gradually became puzzled on the whole fiasco with what occurred post-final meeting.

Player: Still, I don't quite understand how I won. It felt like the game was rigged against me, especially with the uneven numbers.

Although unaware of the ideal answer, Veteran gave a reassuring response to Player that formed some basis of logic behind it, contrary to the main gimmick of this episodic series.

Veteran: Maybe, it's because whatever hack Monster implemented, got removed when he was eliminated! Besides, if that were true, then it would have been a 1v1 type situation and you would have obtained the win, anyways!

Player: I guess that makes sense!

Captain was the next to follow as he strutted along pointing his fingers towards Player setting a "cool" persona for himself.

Captain: Hey, Player! Who's my favourite bestie in the whole world of Among Us?

Player squealed in return trying to avoid disappointing Veteran in this specific query.

Player: Me?

Captain immediately clutched onto his hand and elevated it willingly, consistently pointing at him in a zealous attempt to get everyone to acknowledge his recent achievement.

Captain: Bingo! I think we have a winner on our hands, people!

The Gentleman subsequently drew near to Player clapping and bellowing in a heavy laughter, in good faith.

The Gentleman: Brilliant show, Mr. Player! Absolutely spectacular! You showed that Monster fellow, who's the bees knees around here! You have earned my utmost respect, my dear boy! And for that, I tip my hat, or three, to you!

He then proceeded to tilt forward gesturing his gratitude by removing his uppermost tophat before repositioning it, struggling as the elongated black tower was constantly swaying in imbalance. Player let out a wholesome guffaw at his stumbling, to which The Gentleman did likewise, in unison.

At an inchmeal pace, and forming the iconic romantic duo, Mr. Cheese clapped slowly but exuding force, becoming impressed with the red wonder himself and making his presence known to him.

Mr. Cheese: Not bad at all, Player. You still have a long way to go before you can even reach my ultimate speed and rank. You better start practicing, because I ain't pulling my punches any longer! Isn't that right, Gerald?

The miniature pup barked in agreement, who received several generous strokes, courtesy of Mr. Cheese.

Player: Uh, thanks, I guess.

Next in line was Mother, who came dashing along to Player, arms wide and spread a considerable distance apart from each other.

Mother: Oh, Player! Give mama a big ol' warm hug!

Without any further hesitation or permission on his behalf, Mother squeezed Player in a constricted hug, lifting him slightly off the ground. A few snaps and crackles became audible to the two and Player winced in pain.

Player: OOF! Ow!

In intense concern for his well-being, Mother let go, realising she may have been the cause of some broken cartilage.

Mother: Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Player! I didn't break anything too bad, inside that body of yours, did I?

Player: It's fine. Don't worry yourself about m-OW!

Player's spine had incurred a couple of dents and he immediately craned his back forwards in a jolt, rubbing it with his palm with delicate care. He reassured Mother that it didn't lead to anything too major, much to her relief.

Player: But, I kinda needed that, if I'm honest.

Stoner trudged along, his verdant hands situated inside his pockets. He proceeded to deliver another brofist to Player, whose attention was immediately drawn to an assortment of stitches, stretching along his body.

Stoner: Hey, amigo! How's it hanging, dude?

Player: Stoner? You look better, than ever! How did you recover so quickly from the hospital?

Stoner: Oh, that whole stuff?

Scene then transitions to a flashback which takes place inside the Crewmate Regional Medical Centre, an hour after being kicked out during the first meeting.

Stoner is lying on the operating table, unconscious, while the doctors investigate the source of his illness.

Stoner: Well, basically, the whole pizza slice was still, like, intact inside my rock hard body! So, it was just like, a simple task of removing that baby, from my body, or whatever, by opening my, like, stomach lining and using a pair of tweezers! It kinda reminds me of that game, Operation, and stuff! Plus, I got to take away this sick lollipop, too! It's curing my case of the munchies, that's for sure!

Stoner proceeded to merrily lick the sweet treat, and Player gave a troubling thumbs up realising he never digested the pizza in small increments.

Player: Right...

Last but not least were two infrequent, but distinct beans, who crossed their arms and leant back against the walls staring in wonderment, surrounding their marginally short time alive during the last round.

Player: Ninja and Sheriff? I didn't think you'd stick around after being killed off so early!

Ninja: あなたはそこに戻って、大きな名誉を示しました!私はあなたに究極の詐欺師になる方法について私のスキルを教えることを歓迎する以上のものです! (You showed great honour, back there! I'd be more than welcome to teach you my skills on how to become the ultimate Impostor!)

Sheriff: I wasn't ready to back away! Plus, I only played one game, before with you. I was willin' to watch how you'd handle things a second time, and you figured it all out, in the end. Still, I can't believe we trusted that dang viking-wearin' bandit!

Player: Well, I'm glad you're okay. In fact, I'm glad that everyone else is okay.

Player's mention of the entire lobby, caused him to remember and ask in an anguishing tone about a certain cheater he had encountered on his travels.

Player: Say, where is Monster? Oh no, did he leave to deal more treachery upon other lobbies?

Further adding to his arising grief, he recognised that Captain no longer sported the balloon he considered as a gift and expressed remorse.

Player: And Captain, I'm terribly sorry about popping your balloon.

Captain: Not to worry! He's already been dealt with! I figured your little "technique" would come in handy!

Captain playfully winked at Player, much to his progressive confusion on the matter.

Player: What technique?

Captain: Well...

Flashback (Post Game)

A bitter and spiteful Monster respawned back in the lobby and was immediately taken aback by the overwhelming committee of the lobby.

Everyone else slowly inched towards him, with a menacing look on their faces, coming to accept he has nowhere left to run.

Captain: You've got some nerve showing up here after all the dastardly stuff you pulled.

Monster stumbled down onto the ground and crawled backwards in a vain and hurried attempt to escape the oncoming horde of Crewmates, but alas, he was cornered.

He desperately tried to convince the newly reformed beans with another pure fabrication to try and lead them off his back.

Monster: Listen, you've got me totally mixed up with some other wicked villain...Besides...it's Player's final game and I wanted to go out with a...

Monster pulled out his Glock at the speed of light and immediately fired a single shot targeting the unwavering leader himself.

Monster: BANG!

Captain closed his eyes and held everyone back, sacrificing his life for the entire team...had the weapon not fired any blanks.

Monster: Wha...?

Monster raised an eyebrow, completely baffled by the faulty gun and proceeded to consecutively press the trigger, with every shot leading him to a sense of growing fear.

His plan to kill was thwarted by the mere fact that you cannot kill when a round is not in play.

Monster: Aw, crap...

With limited options at his disposal, his best chance of escape was to exit the game to avoid the inevitable wrath.

He hightailed towards his tablet, narrowly avoiding everyone's grasping dive for him, freedom inches away with the simple push of a button.

However, a silver katana with Japanese engravings across the handle, impaled the electronic device, causing sparks to fly and rendering it unusable.

Monster's intentions were crushed and his heart began to agonise in pain, once again. Captain and Ninja nodded simultaneously at one another, as their plan was put into effect.

The white clad bean held out the rubbery textured balloon in front and Ninja proceeded to stab the balloon with the tip casting another explosion.

Monster: AAAAAH!!!

Monster shrieked with dread and his pupils began to roll back as he fainted lifelessly on the ground.

Present

Captain: Yep! Even in death, I still possessed the beautiful navy balloon in my own marshmallow coloured hands.

Player's jaw dropped and he looked on in awe, shaking his feeble head in disbelief at the fact that he certainly lived up to his own title.

Player: Incredible! You saved this entire lobby from his tyranny!

Captain rejected the gratitude Player had granted him and simply deflected it back onto him, using judicious reasoning.

Captain: Ludicrous! It was your gift, bestie! You should receive all the praise, instead of me!

Player was astounded. He never expected him to perform a miracle that's worthy of commemoration, something heroic.

Captain: Back on topic, though! For his heinous crimes, I've sent Monster to the most awful lobby in all of existence, where ghastly horrors await him!

Player quickly assumed the most obvious location he could have been planted. However, this was subsided by Captain's eerie answer.

Player: The Cheater's Lobby?

Captain: Oh, believe me, it's much worse than that trial version....

A dark, foreboding aura surrounded Captain and the waiting area was engulfed in flames. Everyone shuddered at the thought of what this spine-chilling, bloodcurdling lobby beholds.

The inferno quickly dissipated and Captain reverted to his usual cheery personality, heaping the final touch of honour for not just one particular Crewmate.

Captain: Moving on then, fellow peeps! I suggest we throw Player and Veteran in the air, in celebration for their hard work!

Veteran questioned Captain in slight uncertainty.

Veteran: Why me?

Player: Isn't it obvious? Your single vote made all the difference in the fight against the hacker!

Veteran: Wow, I never realised how much I contributed. That's really something, huh?

Veteran's spirits were elevated to the point where he took pride in himself. He could only express his appreciation to Angel, who was originally the one responsible for motivating him while in his state of vehemence.

Captain: You want to do the honours, bestie?

Player gladly accepted his proposal and delivered his iconic quote to the rest of the lobby, to which everyone was content with.

Player: Sure thing! All those in favour, say "Aye!"

Everyone: Aye!

Both condiment coloured Crewmates were hoisted underneath and were thrown upwards continuously, with each consecutive "Hooray" mentioned.

Captain: Hip, Hip!

Everyone: HOORAY!!!

Captain: Hip, Hip!

Everyone: HOORAY!!!

Captain: Hip, Hip!

Everyone: HOORAY!!!

Player proceeds to narrate onwards for future events.

Player (Narrator): Well, all's well that ends well, I guess. I finally achieved my first ever victory in Among Us. And, all it took was 50 episodes, and 5 special ones to do it. But, most importantly, I got my friends back. And, they appreciate me now more than ever, and don't consider me a worthless noob. After that tense, nail biting match, Captain organised a special party for all of us to attend, with invitations as per usual. Only this time, he handed me a special V.I.P. invitation as a reward for finally becoming his "bestie". Yeah, I still need to talk to him about Veteran being my real best friend, heheh! But, even then, I still consider Captain a really close friend and I regret not being a true one, right from the get go. I, of course, couldn't refuse his party and it ended up being one of the best nights I've had in a long time. After that spectacle though, I had to deliver some unfortunate news to my fellow Crewmates.