Under the clouds.
The [Evil God] turned to ashes, disappearing completely, leaving behind a wisp of faint dark qi at the original spot, which condensed into the form of 'Black Xiao Woo.' Equally exquisite, equally adorable, Black Xiao Woo and Bai Xiaowoo stood together, shining like twin stars.
"Goodbye, my 'nightmare.'"
"Goodbye."
Black Xiao Woo walked away step by step, disappearing at the horizon.
In a place Xiao Yi Lin couldn't see, a bat belched high in the sky, occasionally spitting out a little red foam from her mouth as she did.
She had obviously eaten her fill.
Bai Xiaowoo was congratulating Xiao Yi Lin:
"Congratulations, for reversing the future and witnessing the happy ending."
"So, was all of this just a game? Then, who are they?"
"They, are my 'thoughts.'"
"Thoughts?"
"Thoughts are a kind of strength. Well, let's just call them 'Thought Forms.'"
"So, was it all created by you?"
"Hee hee."
Her meaningful laugh roughly translates to: You guess?
