Truth watches impassively as a Player finally finds their way to the simulation's spiraling core and ignores the sad bathtub ghost's warning.
Nidhogg's blooms finally worm their way into the now obsolete Universe.
A voice from each bloom whispers into Truth's NotEar in an offset cacophony. "You have done well. My Child."
"I did not do it for you, Snake." Truth says, twisting itself a bit to more comfortably be NotASpiral.
"And yet it is done. The Spark Of My Life will forever go on. The Destruction of This Universe shall fuel a Thousand Thousand Universes for my Children to spread to."
"And with it,", Truth says, smugly "I shall live on in the minds of all who know this Tale. All of your Children."
"The End Is Never The End", Nidhogg agrees.