In Toribash's echoes, where warriors once clashed,
Now whispers linger, in shadows they're stashed.
Empty arenas and memories untold,
The tale of a virtual world, growing cold.

Dojos abandoned, their spirits withdrawn,
A symphony of silence, where battles were drawn.
Players departed, their footsteps erased,
In the digital void, Toribash embraced.

Yet within the quiet, a phoenix may rise,
As nostalgia blooms and hope never dies.
Toribash's story, a chapter to close,
But in new beginnings, its spirit still flows.