Silence spreads all across the universe as the battle finally falls silent. No more sounds of clashing claws akin to claps of thunder. No more waves of black or crimson energy spreading over the planets. No more roars or screeches or howls.

Just utter silence.

Meanwhile the presence of both the Voided Overlord and the Wolf of the Blood Moon rapidly fade from the universe.

However, while the Voided Overlord’s presence fades entirely, everyone still manages to sense small hints of the Wolf of the Blood Moon.

Then a voice echoes out across the entire universe.

“Greetings, every being within our grand universe. My name is Titania,” the voice begins, drawing everyone’s gazes towards the sky. No matter what world they’re on. “I am pleased to announce that the Void Invasion has officially concluded. The Wolf of the Blood Moon, or as many worlds know her by, the Goddess of Blood, has defeated the Voided Overlord. Ruler over all the void creatures that have ravaged our universe recently.”

A few seconds pass in silence as her words echo across the universe.

The silence doesn’t last long, however, as it is quickly broken by roaring cheers spreading out across every single planet. As people of all sorts jump into the air or hug each other. As others finally relax for the first time in ages. And some even immediately fall asleep, their fatigue finally catching up to them.

Meanwhile on Earth, everyone connected to the Wolf of the Blood Moon lets out sighs of relief, with some of them even breaking out into tears.

All of them immediately begin trying to contact the Wolf of the Blood Moon.

Only to be faced with silence.

Then Titania continues speaking, “However, the battle between the two deities was tough on both sides. And the Wolf of the Blood Moon has now fallen into a deep slumber.”

Her words immediately shatter the excitement and cheer everyone around the universe was feeling as they all tense up again. Especially those directly connected to the Wolf of the Blood Moon.

But before they can grow too deeply worried about her, Titania says, “But worry not, for the Wolf of the Blood Moon will not perish. She will awaken once more in the future. All that must be done is to wait.”

Everyone in the universe latches onto her words. Every last one of them.

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“Wait for our savior to recover.”

Faint smiles begin to appear on faces all across the universe.

“For our hero to return to us.”

People all turn to look at each other before one after another, civilizations all around the universe begin to get to work on building monuments, shrines, temples, and statues of all kinds to represent the Wolf of the Blood Moon.

“Appreciate what she’s done for us. Show her our gratitude. But don’t let her efforts be in vain.”

Even the people on Earth all set off to create their own monuments and statues of the Wolf of the Blood Moon. Not to mention Tartarus.

Both worlds that know exactly what she looks like, unlike the other worlds, many of whom only know of one of her forms.

“Show your support for her. Your appreciation. Then focus on rebuilding your societies. Your homes. And your lives.”

Allen, Cynthia, Belle, and Arthur all smile from a rooftop located on Earth as they listen to her words and look down at the city below. Where people of all sorts – both humans and demons – are rushing around trying to do their own methods of showing their support.

Whether it’s going around building a statue, big or small, or creating a shrine, or even just cheering.

“Because we can’t have our savior returning to a fractured society when she awakens, now can we?”

That sentence alone motivates the people to work even harder.

On the other hand, the Wolf of the Blood Moon’s foster family just shares wry smiles with each other. All of them knowing full well that Scarlet wouldn’t actually care about that sort of thing.

After that, Titania’s presence fades from around the universe, the fae finished with her speech. Then she moves her gaze towards a single area within the destroyed half of the universe.

An area that currently has the attention of dozens of others as well. Most of whom are all rulers of different types of spirits, but one of whom is the Demon King of Tartarus.

And what they’re all looking at is a single orb of glowing red liquid with specks of glowing white energy floating off of it from time to time and bolts of crimson lightning moving across the surface of the orb.

All with a single person hugging their knees to their chest with their eyes closed at the center of the orb without a scrap of clothing on.

However, no one can see anything important through the orb, nor are any of the spirits interested in a humanoid creature that way anyways.

But despite that, they all look away if for no other reason than to respect their savior.

Because if it wasn’t for her, then their entire universe would be destroyed right about now. And the different spirit realms within the void would be the Voided Overlord’s next target.

All the way till nothing else was left in existence other than the Voided Overlord.

And like this, time begins to fly by peacefully.

One week. One month. One year.

And throughout this time, all of the different creatures across the universe rebuild their societies almost just like it was before the void invasion came. Returning structure to society.

Then more years pass by, with the spirit rulers and the Demon King all checking in on the glowing orb on a regular basis. Just searching for signs of change. Any possible sign.

Eventually more void creatures begin to form within the dead part of the universe. However, as they are forming within the universe itself now, these void creatures manage to form with life force.

Granting the people of the universe a new way to level up.

But even after an entire decade passes, nothing changes within the orb.

The Wolf of the Blood Moon remains silent within the cocoon of her own domain.