"You know, I've always wondered what it's like for Avatar Roku or Kiyoshi y'know now that they don't really have their own body. So I guess dying can't be all that bad. I'll just be going on a new adventure a little – hopefully a lot sooner than you Katara."

Aang wasn't sure what he expected dying would be. It was as if he closed his eyes and floated away, drawn to a new location. His past lives stood around him.

"Welcome home, Avatar Aang" Roku said.

"Are we in the Spirit World?" Aang asked, his form returning to a shape of his younger, by near thirty years, self.

"Not quite, we are being reborn," Roku explained, "there were many times you were able to access this place, or rather us, from within yourself. We come from within, not from the Spirit World."

"I think I see that now," Aang replied. He looked around him. It looked as if the world itself was moving around them at great speed. "We're going to the South Pole?" He observed.

"The cycle of avatars," Roku said in response.

Aang smiled softly, realization fully hitting him, "we're being reborn."

"You did well Aang," Avatar Kiyoshi said from behind him, "however you don't come close to besting my 'longest lived avatar' record." She gave a smug look, "and none ever will."

Kuruk crossed his arms, "don't count our new one out just yet! The Water Tribe is full of resilient people," he nodded to Aang, "The boy knows, he married one!"

Yangchen waved them silent. "Shh, here they come."

Aang along with the others feel silent. His eyes watching carefully as the world began to slow down. "Wow," he whispered, "she's perfect."

The southern water tribe couple looked to one another and smiled. Her father reached down and let her tiny hands reach for his finger, "welcome to our family Korra."