Farewell

Amterasu looked down at the sword. "I've seen bigger."

"Leftism motherfucker!" Rick celebrated by getting an abortion on a stack of bibles wrapped inthe American flag, engulfed in flames while smoking pot and wrapping.

Maynin shrugged. "Hey if we're not doing anything else I think I'll leave, no disrespect to Riza of course! Just feeling useless."

"Now that just seems impractical." Cyril muttered, in response to the sword thing.

"So, um, where are you going after the service?" Emily asked in a friendly manner. She felt just a little bad about attempting to ask Ama out on a trip somewhere during her father's sort-of funeral, but you take the opportunity when it rises.

Amaterasu hugged Maynin. "Thanks."

She then looked at Emily. "I was planning to go to a hot spring. Wanna come?"

"Hell yeah! I haven't had a chance to relax... what, three months? Being dead is rough!" Emily grinned.

Cyril cleared his throat, "Well, I'll be on my way. Goodbye all, I suppose I'll see you at the next Universe-shattering event." Cyril left with an odd mixture of a smile and a heavy sigh.

"See you there!"

Everyone disappeared