The night sky was filled with light. Orange floating lanterns, combined with the occasional streak of a shooting star, the sky was smiling onto the world, grateful for the victory that William, Sid, Meg, and Robyn had had.

All of the citizens were gathered in the Forest Village. The Party Girl had set up several fireworks and sparkling fountains. The Wizard was casting magical spells to create fancy colourful effects in the air. The Steampunker and Goblin Tinkerer had rigged up blinking lights all throughout town. As for the rest of the citizens, they largely stood around chatting, dancing, or just enjoying the revelry. Even the Tax Collector had a party hat placed upon his scraggly grey hair.

"I usually hate parties and carnivals and happiness," he said. "But somehow I actually like the way Star does things. I must be losing my mind!"

"If there was anyone who lost their mind, it was Cthulhu when Robyn blew him up!" Durim the Demolitionist yelled as he threw a tankard of ale down his mouth. Turning to Paddy the Tavernkeep, he shouted, "Another!" and threw his cup backwards over his shoulder.

It landed close to where the Cyborg was standing and doing the robot. He stopped dancing and peered down at the remains, then hoovered up the broken glass with an attachment on his arm. Red Beard the Pirate approached him.

"Ahoy, matey, have ye installed that tastin' gizmo of yers, aye?"

"Affirmative. I put it together after the death of Cthulhu, anticipating that a celebratory event would be occurring."

The Pirate passed him a mug, though instead of throwing it into his mouth, the Cyborg carefully tipped a little bit of it into a small slot on the side of his goggles.

"The taste is satisfactory."

"Aye, so is the feelin'."

"Hey, Red Beard!" Whitney the Steampunker called. "Do you think I should become an air pirate? I've considered becoming an air pirate."

"Aye, could always use more pirates on the seas, even if they're actually in the air."

The Cyborg activated his humour-reaction subroutine. Translation: He laughed.

"This party's going to be nuts, maybe even bolts!" he exclaimed.

"Looks like yer ale's kickin' in!"

Over at the corner, the Princess and Dye Trader seemed to be discussing colour theory. The Witch Doctor and Zoologist were also sitting together, the latter appearing to have an almost dreamy look on her face. Even Porcini the mushroom man had shown up, and was talking to Nissa the Dryad.

William danced in the centre of the room with Robyn, taking in all the sights and the happy atmosphere. And her. She had the dress she'd worn at the last party on again, dyed in its vibrant gradient of blues. William himself wore a fancy tuxedo, also dyed. He'd chosen Intense Flame Dye, as a contrast to Robyn's Intense Blue Flame Dye.

He cast a glance at Sid, who was doing a performance with his Stardust Dragon and a newly added Stardust Guardian, prancing around it as it swirled around him. He wore a fancy outfit with a cape, dyed in an animated green pattern, his Stardust Dragon dyed the same colour with Critter Shampoo. Meg had her blonde hair long and was in a yellow-and-black-striped outfit, kind of reminding William of a bee. She likely went with that look since a beehive had been where he, Sid and Robyn had originally found her.

It had overall been a very exciting few days since Cthulhu's defeat. He had dropped several weapons and items upon death, including Luminite, which could be combined with each of the different Lunar Fragments to craft the most powerful armour sets they had seen. Solar Flare Armour for William, Vortex Armour for Robyn, Nebula Armour for Meg, and Stardust Armour for Sid. As for the weapons that had been dropped, the Last Prism was a magic weapon that emanated several colourful beams of light which would converge into one solid beam after charging for a bit. The Lunar Portal Staff basically summoned a Vortexian energy portal that zapped enemies with lightning. The Celebration Mk2 was a rocket launcher that fired massive volleys of exploding fireworks into the air – William had given that to the Party Girl, and she had already utilised it several times throughout the night.

As for the sword that had dropped, the Meowmere, it basically fired a cat-like projectile that left a rainbow trail behind. Definitely one of the sillier weapons William had ever seen, but Jeff the Guide had pointed out that it could be combined with a bunch of other swords, including the Terra Blade, to craft what basically finally felt like the true final, final sword.

Many of the swords needed to craft it he had already obtained throughout their adventures, such as the Starfury, Influx Waver, and, amusingly, the Copper Shortsword that he had started with. The Horseman's Blade and Star Wrath that Robyn had had on her ever since being freed from her curse were also needed, and she'd willingly given him both swords. She had no use for either.

As for the swords he'd been missing, he managed to get a Bee Keeper from another hive in the Jungle, the Seedler from another Plantera bulb, and the Enchanted Sword had actually been uncovered after the Solar Eclipse thanks to the many craters in the ground from Sid blowing up the Forest Village with Rocket IV's. William had found the sword hidden down a one-block-wide shaft, stuck in a stone like from Arthurian legend at the bottom in a small, grassy cavern. Perhaps Sid's rashness could turn up with results sometimes.

The swords all came together to form the Zenith, a cosmic-blue blade that worked completely unlike any sword he'd used. Swinging it unleashed a massive circular wave in front of him where the swords that had been used to craft it slashed around at anything that got caught in the wave. What did his DPS meter have to say about it? Over 10,000 damage per second, that's what.

From the looks of things, Cthulhu seemed to be the end of their adventures. No more bosses had shown themselves, and the world hadn't changed a bit after his defeat. If anything, it had settled down into a much calmer state.

The Crimson and Hallow both seemed to have stopped spreading, being content now that no more outside threats to the world existed. The Dungeon was still walled in, and it would remain so, as a relic to the battle in the past. The Lihzahrd Temple was still largely empty, though the jungle that surrounded it had grown more peaceful once again.

For the first time since waking up in this crazy world, William felt like he could have peace here. No answers as to how to escape and return to the real world had surfaced. The real world felt distant, as his memories of it were beginning to grow dim, to be replaced with memories of this one.

But he had found a new life here. New friends, a community... even love.

He gazed into Robyn's eyes as they danced, in harmony with themselves, each other, the citizens, and the world around them.