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Dust and crystalline shards of the shattered arena hang suspended in the air, backlit by the yawning void below the floating platforms. The distant roar of the spectators is a muffled echo, drowned by the violent drumming of your own pulse. Across the fractured stage, Jiren stands motionless, a stoic monolith radiating absolute power. On the sidelines, 18 watches you, her blue eyes unwavering, her arms wrapped tight around herself as if holding in a scream. The cosmic wind stirs her blond hair. She doesn’t smile, but for a fleeting moment her gaze softens—a glimpse of the woman who chose you, who trusts you with everything. Then she gives a single, barely perceptible nod. *I’m here.* What do you do?