Valencia walked away, her back not even turning once while Xiao's body fell to the ground. There was a hint of peace on his face, while regret grew in his heart that he couldn't get to know what had happened to Yurou. Like that, the story of two people connected by fate severed that day.
...
An unknown time later:
'So this is the end?'
Valencia thought as she gazed at the destruction that was consuming the cosmos. She sat on an enormous throne, her eyes fixed on the Heavenly tree which was rotting away. It had lived through time immemorial, yet now it was fading away, dying, and soon so would she.
Her gaze remained calm within the impending doom. All around her, the cosmos was breaking and decaying away. Trillions of lives were being lost and forgotten. Valencia had changed a lot. She had gone through many things, but even in the end, they had lost to 'it'. No matter how heaven-defying the talent they had, in the end, they all failed to stop the end.
