The atmosphere crackled with tension as Goku, Android 17, and Frieza faced off against Jiren in the final moments of the Tournament of Power. Despite their combined efforts, Jiren's overwhelming power continued to dominate. Goku, exhausted from his repeated use of Ultra Instinct, could barely stand. Android 17 and Frieza, equally battered, shared desperate glances as they strategized their next move.

"He's too strong," Goku panted, wiping sweat from his brow. "But we can't give up. For our universe, we have to keep fighting."

Android 17 nodded, his expression grim but resolute. "I know. We'll find a way. We have to."

Frieza smirked, though the glint in his eye revealed his weariness. "Indeed. Let us show this brute the power of true teamwork."

With a collective roar, they charged at Jiren once more. The arena shook with the force of their clash, energy blasts illuminating the battlefield. But Jiren, with his unyielding resolve and immense strength, countered their every move. One by one, he struck them down, until Goku, the last to fall, collapsed at his feet.

Jiren stood victorious, his chest heaving as he gazed down at his defeated opponents. The Grand Priest's voice echoed through the arena, announcing the end of the tournament. "The winner of the Tournament of Power is Jiren from Universe 11!"

The remaining fighters, gods, and spectators watched in stunned silence. Belmod, the God of Destruction for Universe 11, let out a triumphant laugh. "Well done, Jiren! You've secured our universe's survival!"

As the Zenos prepared to grant the victor's wish, the Grand Priest approached Jiren. "As the last warrior standing, you have earned the right to make a wish using the Super Dragon Balls. What is your desire?"

Jiren looked around, his stoic expression unchanged. The Super Dragon, vast and radiant, emerged, waiting to fulfill his command. Jiren closed his eyes briefly, contemplating his wish.

"I wish for the revival of all the universes that were erased during the tournament," Jiren declared, his voice firm and unwavering.

Gasps of surprise and relief echoed throughout the arena. The Grand Priest nodded, relaying the wish to the Super Dragon. In a flash of blinding light, the erased universes were restored, their inhabitants revived and unaware of their brief nonexistence.

Jiren turned to his comrades, Toppo and Dyspo, who had been watching anxiously. "Our universe is safe, and so are the others. This victory belongs to all of us."

Toppo's eyes glistened with pride. "You have proven yourself, Jiren. Not just as the strongest, but as a true hero."

Dyspo grinned, his usual bravado returning. "Yeah! You did it, Jiren! You saved everyone!"

In Universe 7, Goku slowly regained consciousness, feeling the familiar energy of his friends and family. He smiled, despite his defeat. "Jiren... he made the right wish."

As the revived fighters reunited with their loved ones, the Grand Priest addressed the gathered universes. "This tournament has tested the limits of your strength and resolve. Let it serve as a reminder of the importance of unity and cooperation."

Belmod approached Jiren, his usual demeanor replaced by genuine respect. "You did well, Jiren. You've surpassed all expectations."

Jiren nodded, his expression softening slightly. "Thank you, Lord Belmod. But this victory is not mine alone. It belongs to everyone who fought for their universe."

Goku, now fully recovered, approached Jiren with a grin. "Hey, Jiren! You were amazing out there. We gave it our all, but you were just too strong."

Jiren met Goku's gaze, a hint of a smile playing at his lips. "You fought well, Goku. I respect your strength and determination. Perhaps we will meet again in battle someday."

Goku's eyes sparkled with excitement. "You can count on it! Until then, let's both keep getting stronger."