In this illusion

'Destiny of destruction.' Hmmph... Perhaps there's little sense holding concern over what may not come to pass.

I wonder all the same whether it would ever be worth returning home, even... if I had the choice.

[As Vincent tosses the book aside, the image picked up is that of the basement of the Shinra Mansion. Vincent himself can be seen standing in the middle of the room, looking worn out. He's at the Battle Dome mostly because he's in a mindset to revisit the familiar... but also to let off the last of the post-draft monster restlessness. As he's been doing most days since they'd returned. It's more difficult with the monsters' quick-healing not working, but he's managing.]

[Suddenly there's some motion off to the side- a couple of bats which Vincent shoots down quickly. The image shakes some. A much larger, more bizarre creature soon appears, and Vincent springs into action at once. He transforms in an instant, turning into the form of Galian Beast and attacking before the image finally cuts out.]

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.]