The void was gone.
Where once an abyss of shifting shadows and fractured timelines writhed in ceaseless turmoil, there was now only silence—a deep, endless calm settling over the world like a blanket of stars. No more voices of the Rift whispered in the dark, their insidious murmurs silenced forever. No more golden threads of fate tugged at the edges of existence, pulling at the seams of what was and what might have been. No more corruption seeped through the fabric of reality, its tendrils banished to nothingness.
The Rift Master was gone.
