Twenty years passed.
In the grand scheme of the multiverse, it was the blink of an eye. For Nox and Serian, it was a lifetime. They had abdicated their thrones, stepping back from the grand stage of the Nexus Coalition's governance. The complex machinery of their multi-species civilization was now in the capable hands of a council led by Prince Matthias, Vexia, and, to everyone's surprise, a surprisingly adept Gorok who found that managing interstellar trade was more profitable and far less stressful than managing interstellar war.
Their children, beings who were a perfect synthesis of void and light, had grown and found their own paths among the stars, becoming explorers and diplomats, their very existence a testament to the balance their parents had achieved.
