On one hand, Terranigma's final moments involve saving the world from the apocalyptic plans of a mad scientist working for a god of destruction.
On the other hand, when you arrived, there was nothing. You oversaw the landmasses emerging from the sea. You resurrected plant life, birds, animals, and humans. You shepherded the planet's history. You saw feudalism choke on its own greed, and swept the world clean of its putrid remnants. You oversaw the discovery of new continents, guided the development of civilization, protected the progress of technology. Under your watch, the people not only survived, but also flourished. When the fanatical son of a bitch rises up to bring about the end of the world, it's not just the end of the world. It's the end of your world.
And when victory comes with its tragic revelations, it comes to pass that your world must go on without you. But it's not just because it has to. It's also because, at long last, it can.