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0:00The white expanse shatters like glass,
0:01and a hand the size of galaxies reaches
0:03up from below, grabbing the Weaver by
0:05the head and slamming it down into
0:06nothingness with force that breaks the
0:08concept of force itself. And Goku feels
0:10the threads holding him snap as gravity
0:12and time and space all collapse into
0:13chaos. The Weaver struggles in the grid,
0:15its mask cracking again, its voice no
0:17longer calm but panicked as it screams a
0:19name that sounds like static and thunder
0:20combined, the Dreamer, and begs for
0:22mercy in a language that predates
0:23language. The massive hand squeezes, and
0:25the Weaver's body [music] starts
0:26compressing, folding inward on itself
0:28like a universe collapsing into a black
0:29hole. And a figure rises from the void
0:31beneath them, so large that Goku can
0:33only see fragments, an eye here, a
0:34shoulder there, each piece existing in
0:36different dimensions simultaneously. The
0:38Dreamer's voice vibrates through their
0:39bones as it explains in a tone of bitter
0:41exhaustion that it fell asleep eons ago
0:43and left the Weaver in charge of
0:44maintaining the dream. Gave it one
0:45simple job, keep the stories running
0:47smoothly, don't let anything break the
0:48narrative structure. But the Weaver got
0:49arrogant, started playing [music] with
0:50the characters, started believing it was
0:52the author instead of just the editor.
0:53Vegeta's body rematerializes fully,
0:55[music] and he drops to his knees
0:56gasping, asking what any of this means.
0:57And the Dreamer shifts its attention
0:59toward the side