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Balance is restored at last. It's about time.

[While that's true around town, he's still seeking that balance for himself. Although Vincent is off in the wilderness- the mountains now- being a hermit with unsettled demons, he's been checking in on the journals often, and also quietly keeping an eye on things. It's a regular routine for him to keep track, old ingrained Turk!instincts truly never die. He just... is horrible at keeping up much communication in the other direction.]

I suppose all things must run their course...

[There are a few sudden noises of electric zapping, and then a thud which causes the journal to slam shut. ...But he'll still answer responses after Death Gigas settles back inside. Anyone actually IN the mountains could say hi to Gigas if they don't mind possibly getting a little bit zapped at.]