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Sometimes things don't go to plan, and that can be considered a bad thing.Sometimes they don't go to plan, though, and the God of Life comes to inspect your work.
(Might that also be considered a bad thing? You decide).
Regardless, where starlight and splendour might have appeared, in their place stands Vi, pure as the chiming of a temple bell, the very earth beneath his bare feet seeming to awaken and stretch and relax. "A noble undertaking," he notes of their attempts to rid the Oerwoud of the remnants of the void.
"Your work here will not be forgotten." Bowing his head, Vi takes a long, deep breath - and releases it. On the exhale the entire Oerwoud appears to brighten, to feel light and cleansed - and as for the vestiges of the void guardian? They are nothing more than pale and harmless ash dissolving into nothingness.
By the time it disappears entirely, Vi is gone too.
