I never saw The Matrix in theaters, as I was only 13 in 1999. I remember watching it shortly after it's theatrical run at a friend's house and, of course, being completely entranced. This was the smart, philosophical action movie I'd been looking for. This was the reason I spent every free moment reading any new book I could find. This was the movie that made me think for the first time about our inability to truly know anything for certain, even the basic facts about our own existence.
I saw Reloaded in the theater and absolutely loved it. The introduction of Exiles made the central conflict of the story much more complicated, and introduced shades of grey where before there had been only monochrome. I loved the new characters of The Merovingian, Seraph, and The Architect. I was entranced by every monologue, even more so than by the action scenes. Before the movie was over I was already thinking about the fundamental differences in worldview between The Oracle and The Merovingian. And The Architect's speech blew me away with his revelation of the cyclical nature of Zion and The One. I'm not one to talk at the movies, but I cheered inside when Neo made his choice and broke the cycle of control.
Revelations was all I could have asked for in a finale. I knew going into it that the only ending I would consider "happy" would be if Neo brokered a truce between the humans and the machines. The events of Reloaded had convinced me that the machines and programs were sentient beings, no less worthy or deserving of survival than humans. Neo delivered exactly what I had hoped, sacrificing himself to create The Truce, putting his faith in the capacity of the machines, exlies, and humans to live in peace.
When MxO was first announced, I knew immediately that I would do anything to get in. The game launched just as I graduated high school, and I felt ready to step into a role and confidently play a part. The players in that game were going to determine, or at least participate in, the future of The Matrix. I had to do everything I could to protect Neo's Truce and work for peace in this virtual world. It sounds silly to say it, but I was never just role-playing. I was actually doing my best to bring The Matrix to the conclusion I wanted it to have. And, actual impact or not, I feel like I helped. As part of the Winter Brood, I was there when we decided to not interfere in the killing of Invalesco. I helped bring down The Assassin, the biggest threat to The Matrix since Smith. And since I'm considering Rarebit's notes canon, I helped drive out the influence of the Oligarchs and reshape The Matrix into something better.
And now it's ending. I confess that I feel a little hole in the pit of my stomach whenever I think about all this data, this whole virtual world shutting down forever. I hate that in a few months, I'll never step into TPaine's white formal shoes again. I'm graduating college in a week, and I honestly don't know which place I'll miss more, UCLA or MegaCity. High praise from a True Blue Bruin. I've formed some good friendships, and they will continue on, but The Matrix will not.
This is the end of this franchise, this world, this story. And I am honored and proud to have been a part of it.