...BUT TOMORROW IS JUST A DREAM AWAY

[worldofcolor]

[After such a long day, everyone must sleep. Whether it is because of the trial, or...something else, everyone will eventually find themselves with an overwhelming urge - no, need to sleep. There, someone is waiting for them.

Everyone will find themselves together in a room. It's...sleep-like, of course, but something about it feels real. There are eight rolling chairs set up, and another at the front of the room. But besides that, there are two important things to take note of. The first is that, everywhere, everyone seems to be depicted in...grayscale. It's a little weird, but nothing that odd.

The second is the pictures that line the wall, black-and-white sketches of so many familiar and unfamiliar characters. An Arabian thief, a curious girl in a blue dress, a ferocious dragon. All strikingly drawn and depicted in pencil. The walls seem practically lined with them.

Something interrupts your train of thought. A smoker's cough.

Man is in the Forest.]

My goal is to get you all out of here as soon as possible.

[A fatherly voice rings out, from seemingly everywhere at once.]

I'd like to discuss options with you all.

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[toogoodforhim]

[A happily ever after. It's like a fairy tale. It's too good to be true.]

What... are you?

[worldofcolor]

Not a fae, nor a sorcerer. Might as well get those straight out of the way.

[toogoodforhim]

Nor a demon.

[He glances at Ford uncertainly, knowing about the plate in his head.]

But...more than just a mere man. A...God?

[He was sleeping with a demigod it's not as much of a stretch as it might've been.]

[worldofcolor]

...Something along those lines.

[toogoodforhim]

[...He's past the point of praying, but he bites the inside of his cheek and nearly crosses himself.]

...Monsieur, tell me- are our homes just as we remember leaving them, or are we all pretty much given up for lost?

[worldofcolor]

I could...see to your going home once this whole ordeal is straightened out, perhaps make it as though you had never left.

[toogoodforhim]

...I'm asking not for me. The danger's long since passed for Villeneuve. But... I'm worried. About- a little girl.

[Are you omnipotent enough to figure out where he's going here?]

[worldofcolor]

We could save her, too.

If you have me on your side, you have all the time in the world.

[toogoodforhim]

I see.

[It doesn't entirely answer his question, but the way that Walt talks about reality like it's a malleable thing still scares him.

But if he can help save Maui's world from Te Ka, can help them get back everyone they've lost, then... they have no other choice.]

Then...Where do we start?

[chainbroke]

[ LeFou's question makes her think of something else. She waits for a moment, then looks at Walt, unsure. ]

I have a question, too. About... my world.

Walt, how much do you know about me? Specifically about what I am.