Summary: Post-game; a hymn of praise soars through the land.
Alleluia
Long live God.
The bells rang out, cheerful, as if they had never been stilled, never stopped sounding their message partway through.
Long live God.
People chatted in the marketplaces, in the village squares, in the dirt road of tiny hamlets, confused as to what had just happened, asking each other "what was that light? What just happened to us? Are you all right?"
Long live God.
The soldiers who had been trying to kill each other stretched, stiff from being frozen, and tentatively smiled at one another, feeling an odd peace that they had all secretly hoped would come.
Long live God.
In a tall tower in the middle of the capital of the largest nation on the continent of Tellius, a group of heroes from all walks of life and all sentient species that currently existed laughed in relief and finally put down weapons that had been wielded for too long.
Long live God.
As she soared off, determined to one day return whole and complete, an incomplete goddess who loved her people spread life back through her land.
Long live God.