I had a dream where I was a pilot of some type of giant mecha. Anyway they had recently developed a new model and designated the first one to reach it as the pilot. I was the first one there. I got inside and found that the control system consisted of a hovering white sphere which you extended your hands around. By moving your hands in different positions around the sphere, you could control the mecha. As I came out, there was a Sephiroth-type guy lurking around my mech; I could tell he was clearly disgusted that I had won control of it. I spoke with other pilots about him and they told me he was the most talented pilot to ever work for our organization, clearly some “ultimate rival” type setup in weird anime fashion. I asked to see his mecha and it was clearly inferior in every way, with old levers and buttons. He was cool and dismissive, didn’t let on that he was disappointed in any way. After awhile, we went out and had a giant battle which, for some reason, was portrayed on a giant hexagonal grid, like the old BattleTech board game. It was us vs. some kind of ultimate mech and was really colossal but I can’t remember many of the details. After our victory I remember thinking, “That will be the greatest experience of my life.” It must have been a sentiment echoed by others, because they started making calls over the com system for us to self-destruct as we would never have an experience like that again. It was about this time that I woke up.