Chapter 2: The Re-Birth of Eren Yeager The Warrior
Goku soared through the sky, carrying Eren on his back.
The wind rushed past them, and Eren's eyes widened in awe. Below, he saw endless stretches of green hills, forests, and open skies. No walls. No Titans. No burning towns.
"Goku… how are you flying?" Eren asked, barely believing what he was experiencing.
Goku chuckled. "Well, I've trained in martial arts since I was a kid. Over time, I learned how to harness something called Ki. It lets me do all kinds of things—like fly."
Eren's eyes lit up. "You… trained to fly? That's even possible?"
"Yep!" Goku said casually. "With enough training, anyone can learn."
As they flew, Eren took in the surroundings—mountains in the distance, rivers weaving through forests, birds soaring freely. It was peaceful, untouched. And most of all… no walls.
"What kind of world is this…?" Eren thought.
Eventually, they landed in front of a small house nestled in the hills. As Goku opened the door, a small, energetic girl ran out to greet him.
"Grandpa!" she shouted, leaping into his arms.
Goku caught her with a smile. "Hey there, Pan! How's my little warrior doing today?"
"I just finished training with Uncle Goten!" Pan beamed proudly.
Eren stood silently, observing their joyful interaction. It was so… normal. Something about it felt foreign and comforting all at once.
Inside, Chi-Chi turned from the kitchen as she noticed the boy behind Goku.
"Goku, who's this?" she asked, drying her hands on her apron.
"This is Eren," Goku replied. "I found him unconscious in the mountains. He seemed lost, so I brought him home. I figured we could help him find his friends and family."
Chi-Chi smiled warmly at Eren. "Well, you're just in time. Lunch is ready. Go wash up, both of you. You're covered in dirt."
Eren nodded politely. "Thank you…"
Goku led Eren inside, showing him the washroom. Eren glanced around the house—his eyes drawn to strange glowing lights on the ceiling, and a black box with moving people and sound.
"What kind of technology is this…?" he thought.
Soon, they all gathered around the table. Goku, Chi-Chi, Pan, Goten, and Eren.
As they ate, Chi-Chi looked at Eren kindly. "So, Eren… where are you from?"
Eren swallowed his bite. "I'm from Wall Rose. I'm a cadet in the Scout Regiment."
Everyone paused for a moment. Chi-Chi looked confused. "Wall… Rose? I've never heard of that."
Goku scratched his head. "Neither have I. What about the other places you mentioned? Wall Maria? Wall Sina?"
Eren looked between them, his heart beginning to race. "You've never heard of the military police? Or the Titans?"
They all shook their heads.
Goten looked curious. "Titans? You mean, like giants?"
Eren's eyes narrowed, and his breath caught in his throat.
"Where… am I?"
As they ate, the conversation shifted. Goku, with his usual curiosity, leaned forward.
"Tell me more about these Titans," he asked. "What exactly are they?"
Eren hesitated, but he knew there was no point in holding back. This was his reality, no matter how bizarre it seemed now.
"We don't know where they came from," Eren started. "But humanity was on the verge of extinction because of them. The Titans… they appeared suddenly and without warning. We built walls, massive ones, to protect ourselves, but even the largest Titans eventually broke through. We've been fighting ever since, just trying to survive."
Goku listened intently, but his next question made Eren shiver a little.
"What do the Titans do exactly?"
Eren's voice caught in his throat for a moment. He didn't want to relive the horror, but he forced himself to speak.
"They vary in size—from as small as three meters to as large as 15 meters or more. And… they eat people. That's all they do."
The room went silent. Pan looked up at Goku with a frown, confused, while Chi-Chi and Goten exchanged uneasy glances.
"That's awful," Goten said softly. "You said you're part of the Scout Regiment. What does that mean?"
Eren felt the weight of his words as he spoke.
"The Scout Regiment is humanity's last line of defense. We fight against the Titans, trying to take back territory, trying to protect the people still inside the walls."
Chi-Chi's eyes widened in disbelief.
"You're too young to be doing something like that!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with concern. "You're just a child!"
Eren's expression faltered. His fists clenched tightly. Flashes of his mother's screams, the burning ruins of his village, and the giant that tore through the wall filled his mind. The memories of the day she was taken from him, helpless, haunted him.
"What can I do?" Eren whispered, his voice cracking. "They ate my mother right in front of my eyes, five years ago. I couldn't do anything to stop it. I… I don't even know why I'm still alive."
Tears rolled down his cheeks as he struggled to hold them back.
Chi-Chi's face softened in sympathy. She reached out, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Eren. That's... terrible. I can't even imagine what you've been through."
Eren wiped his eyes, looking down at the table. His mind raced. He didn't know how to explain what was happening, what this place was. How was he even here? His heart still ached, but a sense of confusion overshadowed it now.
"I don't know how I'm here," Eren continued. "I was fighting a Titan to save my friend, and then… I was eaten. I thought I was dead. But now… I'm here. This place looks similar to where I came from, but you said there are no Titans here, no walls. I don't understand what's going on."
Goten scratched his head, his eyes thoughtful.
"Wait a second… I don't remember reading about Titans in any history books," he said, furrowing his brow. "Could it be that you're from the future? Or… from a different dimension?"
Eren blinked in shock, his heart skipping a beat. His voice trembled as he asked the question that had been racing through his mind ever since he woke up in this strange place.
"A different dimension? Is that possible? What does that even mean?"
Goku, who had been quiet up until that point, spoke up.
"Well, it means a whole different plane of existence. A world that's separate from ours. We've heard of such things before, though it's hard to imagine it's real," he said, his voice serious for once. "It could explain how you got here, and why you're so different from what we know."
Eren's mind was spinning. "A different dimension?" He wasn't sure what to believe anymore. One thing was clear—his world had been destroyed by monsters, and now he was here, in a strange, peaceful world. But where did it all lead?
"If I am from a different dimension, then what does that mean for me?" Eren asked, his voice quiet but filled with desperation. "Can I ever go back? Will I ever be able to stop the Titans?"
Goku looked at him thoughtfully, his expression softening.
"I don't know, Eren," Goku said with a small, reassuring smile. "But one thing I do know is that if anyone can figure it out, it's you. You've got a fire in you that can't be extinguished. Whatever happens, you'll find your way."
Eren looked up at Goku, his resolve solidifying. For the first time in a long while, he felt a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he could find a way to stop the Titans, no matter where—or when—he was.
Eren, his voice trembling slightly, looked up at Goku with new hope in his eyes.
"Is there a way to go back? To my home, to my friends... Mikasa, Armin... they're the only family I have left."
He paused, his heart aching as he remembered the bond they once shared.
"Armin... he used to tell me about places full of saltwater, lands covered in sand, places where fire flows... and snowy mountains. We dreamed about exploring them all one day. But now, I think those dreams will just stay dreams," Eren said, his voice growing heavy with the weight of what he lost.
The room fell into a heavy silence, and the others exchanged glances, unsure how to respond. Goku, however, was deep in thought. After a moment, he spoke up, his expression thoughtful but optimistic.
"Well, I don't know much about your world or how your situation works, but I think there might be a way to get you back," Goku said, his voice calm. "We can use the Dragon Balls."
Eren blinked, not understanding.
"Dragon Balls? What are they?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.
Goku grinned, clearly excited to explain.
"Dragon Balls are special orbs scattered across the world. When all seven are gathered together, they can grant any wish you want. And once the wish is granted, they scatter across the world again," Goku explained enthusiastically. "They've helped us out of all sorts of situations."
Eren's eyes widened in disbelief.
"You mean... you can actually wish for anything? Like, you could wish for me to go back to my world?"
Goku nodded.
"Exactly. But gathering the Dragon Balls isn't easy. You need all seven, and they're scattered all over the place. However, my friend Bulma made a radar that can help us track them down," Goku said, his smile growing wider. "It's not a guarantee, but it's the best shot we've got."
Eren's hope grew as he stood up, determination burning in his eyes.
"Then let's go! I need to get back... I need to find Mikasa and Armin. I can't stay here forever."
Goku chuckled softly, his usual easygoing nature returning.
"Alright, alright. But first, let's eat. You're probably starving after all that flying and talking." He motioned to the table, where Chi-Chi had laid out a feast.
Eren's stomach growled, reminding him of the physical toll the day had taken on him. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until now.
"You don't have to tell me twice," Eren said, his mood lightening as he sat down to eat.
For the first time in what felt like forever, Eren allowed himself to relax, if only for a moment. There was hope, something he hadn't felt in a long time. Maybe, just maybe, there was a way back to his friends... to the world he knew.
After a satisfying lunch, Goku led Eren to Capsule Corp, with Goten and Pan tagging along excitedly. Eren still wasn't sure what to expect from this new world, but the fact that Goku seemed so confident gave him some sense of calm.
They landed in front of Capsule Corp, a large futuristic building with a sleek design. Goku led the way, and the door slid open automatically as they approached. Inside, they were greeted by none other than Bulma.
"Hi, Goku!" Bulma greeted, walking over to give Goku a friendly hug. "Hi, Goten, Pan!" She looked at Eren with a curious expression. "And who's this? Your new student?"
"No, actually, he might be from a different dimension," Goku explained casually, a hint of excitement in his voice.
Bulma raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "What do you mean?" she asked, looking from Goku to Eren.
Eren stepped forward, his heart racing as he began explaining the situation. He spoke of the Titans, the walls, and the desperate battle for survival. He told her about the attack on Wall Rose, how he was eaten by a Titan, and how somehow, he found himself here in this strange new world.
As Vegeta and Trunks overheard the conversation, they walked over. Vegeta, ever the skeptic, crossed his arms.
"A different dimension, huh? That sounds like something out of one of Kakarot's wild tales," Vegeta muttered, but there was a flicker of intrigue in his eyes.
"It's a horrific world you live in," Bulma said sympathetically, her gaze softening as she looked at Eren. "I can't imagine what it must be like."
Eren nodded, feeling the weight of her sympathy, but it didn't make him feel any better. The thought of Mikasa and Armin being out there, possibly still facing the Titans, gnawed at him.
"So, Bulma, we need the Dragon Balls. We want to send Eren back," Goku said, cutting in.
Bulma blinked, and her expression grew serious.
"Well, Goku, the Dragon Balls are... inactive for now. We can't use them for another year."
"What?!" Goku exclaimed, surprised. "How come?"
"I used them recently," Bulma explained, a touch of guilt in her voice.
Eren's heart sank. The thought of waiting for a year to get back to his world, not knowing if Mikasa and Armin were still alive, made him feel helpless. He clenched his fists in frustration.
"Oh no… Armin… Mikasa…" Eren murmured under his breath, his voice barely audible.
Goku placed a reassuring hand on Eren's shoulder, his expression serious but kind.
"Don't worry, Eren. They'll be fine. We'll figure this out."
But Eren couldn't shake the feeling of dread. He should have been there to protect them. He should've done something.
"But a year? Who knows what will happen to them in that time," Eren said, his voice cracking slightly.
Goku fell silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. It wasn't like him to be unsure, but the reality of the situation weighed heavily on him too.
Then, Goku's face lit up as if a thought had just occurred to him.
"I've got it!" Goku said, snapping his fingers. "Until we can gather the Dragon Balls, how about I train you? You'll be strong enough to protect your world yourself."
Eren blinked, surprised by the offer.
"You can train me?" he asked, his voice laced with disbelief. "But... do you really think I can be strong enough? We trained for three years back home and still... people died."
Goku smiled, a confident glint in his eyes.
"Yes, I think you can," he said with unwavering certainty. "I already have a student named Uub, and if I can train him, I can definitely train you. You have potential, Eren. You can learn how to harness ki like me, and do all sorts of things you've never imagined."
Eren stood up straighter, feeling a fire ignite within him. This was the kind of training he needed. This was his chance.
"Then... train me," Eren said, his voice firm and resolute. "I need to get stronger. I need to save my world. I'll do whatever it takes."
Goku's grin widened, clearly pleased with Eren's determination.
"That's the spirit!" Goku cheered. "Let's get started then! I'll make you stronger, Eren, and we'll figure out how to send you back to your friends. But first, let's have some fun!"
With that, Goku led Eren out of Capsule Corp, ready to begin his intense training.
The next day, Goku took Eren to a wide open training field. There, Goku introduced him to his current student, Uub, who was busy warming up.
"Eren, meet Uub. He's one of my students. Uub, this is Eren. He's from a different dimension, and he's going to be training with us."
Uub turned and smiled, offering a hand to Eren.
"Hey, it's nice to meet you," Uub said with a friendly grin. "Don't worry, you'll be able to handle whatever comes your way with Goku's training. He's the best."
Eren nodded but felt a little unsure. He wasn't exactly sure what kind of training he was in for. Goku smiled and patted him on the back.
"Alright, Eren. Let's see what you've got. Time for your first real fight."
Eren braced himself and launched himself at Goku, throwing a flurry of punches and kicks. His attacks were fast, but Goku easily dodged every strike with fluid movements. Each time Eren swung, Goku was already somewhere else, as though he could predict Eren's every move.
Frustration bubbled up inside Eren as he continued to try, throwing more and more punches in desperation. But Goku effortlessly evaded them all.
"Stop," Goku finally said, holding up a hand.
Eren stopped mid-attack, panting heavily, his fists clenched in frustration. He was already exhausted, and it hadn't even been a few minutes.
"You know," Goku began, walking over to Eren, "there's a lot of work you need to do. You rely too much on instinct. You fight purely on impulse and speed, and you're not thinking about your strategy. I can feel your rush. You're in a hurry, but let me ask you something—if you keep rushing like this, how can you save your friends? How can you protect them if your recklessness just gets them killed?"
Eren stood in silence, his shoulders slumped. He thought about Goku's words, the weight of them sinking in. He shook his head, determined not to let his impulsiveness lead to disaster.
"I... I don't want to be reckless. I don't want to lose anyone else," Eren muttered, the guilt still heavy in his heart.
"Good," Goku said, smiling. "Then we're going to start working on your mind. You need to calm your mind, Eren. It's your mind that's the real key to victory. If you can think clearly, if you can strategize and plan, your body will follow."
That day marked the beginning of a new kind of training for Eren. For the past few months, he had been training his mind just as much as his body. Goku pointed out his flaws—his recklessness, his impatience—and showed him how his behavior was holding him back. Eren remembered how Mikasa had always told him to slow down, to think before acting. Her words echoed in his mind, and slowly, he began to understand.
Through intense meditation and Goku's steady guidance, Eren began learning to calm his turbulent mind and control his impulses. At first, the process was difficult—memories of past trauma and hardships overwhelmed him, making him question whether he could continue. But watching Uub successfully apply Goku's teachings inspired him. If Uub could do it, so could he. And so, Eren pushed forward.
Two months later, while deep in meditation, Eren suddenly felt a familiar presence behind him—without opening his eyes, he knew it was Goku. A moment later, he sensed another energy approaching: Goten.
A smile broke across his face. "Goku… I think I can finally sense ki," Eren said, his voice filled with joy.
Goku didn't just focus on Eren's mind; the physical regimen was unlike anything Eren had ever experienced. One particularly grueling day involved exercises that pushed Eren's stamina and strength far beyond the harsh demands of the Cadet Corps. The next morning, agony was Eren's first sensation. Every muscle fiber screamed in protest. He tried to sit up, only to collapse back onto the mattress, waves of soreness pinning him down. Staring blankly at the ceiling, he finally managed a pained groan. 'This... this is even tougher than anything Captain Shadis put us through,' Eren muttered, realizing the mountain he had to climb was even steeper than he'd thought.
One day, as they were sitting around the campfire after training, Eren turned to Uub, curious about his story.
"Uub, how did Goku find you?" Eren asked.
Uub smiled, his eyes distant for a moment as he thought back.
"I met Goku at a martial arts tournament," Uub explained. "I was just a kid, and I entered because I needed money to help feed my village. My family didn't have much, so I thought winning the tournament would be my only shot. Goku helped me out—he saw the potential in me, but more importantly, he saw my situation. After the tournament, he gave my village the food and water they needed. He didn't just give us charity—he gave us hope."
Eren listened intently, absorbing the story. It made him realize that Goku wasn't just strong in power—he was strong in heart, too.
"That's amazing," Eren said, his respect for Goku growing even more. "I never met someone like him back home."
Curious and inspired, Eren finally decided to ask Goku about his past—how he became so strong, and what kind of life he had lived to reach this level.
Goku chuckled, sitting down beside him. "Well, it's a long story," he said, then began to recount it all— Meeting Bulma for the first time, collecting the Dragon Balls, training under Master Roshi, and fighting in his first martial arts tournaments. He spoke of the Red Ribbon Army, his battles against Demon King Piccolo and his reincarnation, Piccolo Jr., and then the shocking revelation of his Saiyan heritage when his brother Raditz appeared.
He talked about the fights against Vegeta and Nappa, the journey to Namek, and the terrifying war against Frieza. He told of the androids, Cell, and his own sacrifice to save Earth—only to return later and face Majin Buu in one final battle that saved the universe.
Eren sat in stunned silence, absorbing every word. Compared to the world he came from, where Titans devoured people and broke down walls, the threats Goku had faced were far beyond anything he could have imagined.
Titans were horrifying, yes—but they couldn't destroy planets. They couldn't erase entire civilizations in a blink.
And now… he was training with someone who could.
For the first time, Eren felt grateful that Titans were all he had to deal with. And for the first time, he believed—truly believed—that he could defeat them.
He smiled to himself. "I'm no longer the same Eren Yeager who was helpless behind the walls."
Now, he had the power to fight back.
One year later, after months of intense training, Eren had grown significantly stronger. His mind was calmer, more focused, and he could now sense ki with ease, using it to augment his physical abilities in ways he never thought possible. His body had also become more resilient, and his reflexes were sharper. Though he still had a long way to go, Eren knew he wasn't the same person who had arrived here a year ago.
One day, Goku gathered everyone at Capsule Corp, including Eren, Uub, Goten, and Pan. He stood at the center, smiling proudly.
"Alright, Eren. The Dragon Balls have been activated. You've trained hard, and you're ready. But before we go collect them, you need to decide—do you want to go back now, or do you want to keep training?"
Eren stood tall, looking at Goku, Uub, and the others. His heart was heavy with the weight of the decision.
"I'll wait," Eren said, his voice steady. "I need to be stronger. I'm still not strong enough to face what's coming. I need to learn more from you."
Goku nodded, understanding the determination in Eren's eyes.
"Alright then, Eren. Be ready. You're about to enter the next stage of your training."
Goku's grin widened, eager to push Eren even further.
Over the next few months, erens training became increasingly intense. Goku made Eren spar with Uub frequently, and each time, Eren lost. Frustration began to build up within him.
"Why can't I defeat you?" Eren growled, panting heavily.
Goku placed a gentle hand on Eren's shoulder, his tone calm but firm.
"Eren, it's not about just rushing in. You have to act cool, stay focused. Uub's not just some regular fighter—he's the reincarnation of an ancient force. It's going to be hard to beat him, but look at how far you've come. At first, you couldn't even touch him, but now, he's actually forced to fight back."
Eren clenched his fists, frustration still evident in his eyes. But Goku's words had struck a chord.
"Calm down," Goku added. "If you want to be strong, you need to control your mind. Without that, you won't be able to fully unleash your potential."
Eren took a deep breath, trying to steady his thoughts. Then, he noticed something: Goku disappeared in the blink of an eye, reappearing behind him.
"How did you do that?" Eren asked, his curiosity piqued.
Goku grinned.
"I can teach you that too. It's called Instant Transmission. And I think it's time I show you something else. Watch closely."
With a sudden shout, Goku's aura flared to life.
"KAIOKEN!"
The air around him shimmered with intense energy. Eren's eyes widened.
"What is that?"
Goku, still surrounded by a faint red aura, explained calmly.
"It's called Kaio-Ken. It multiplies your power, speed, and strength for a short time. But it's dangerous if you aren't careful—if you don't stay calm, you could end up overloading yourself."
Eren looked uneasy, his mind racing.
"I think I'll skip it then."
Goku chuckled, shaking his head.
"It's alright. If you use it at a lower level and don't keep it up too long, you'll be fine. But you need control."
For the next several months, Goku taught Eren the intricacies of Instant Transmission and Kaio-Ken. Eren's strength grew significantly, his body and mind becoming far stronger than before. His ki control became more refined, and he felt himself pushing past his limits.
Finally, after a year of rigorous training, Goku decided it was time for the ultimate test.
"Alright, Eren," Goku said, standing in front of him. "Let's see how much you've grown."
Eren hesitated for a moment, but Goku's words rang in his ears. "I will give you confidence."
Taking a deep breath, Eren charged at Goku. This time, their battle was different. Eren was faster, more precise. He could feel the difference as his blows connected. But still, Goku was on another level. Even though Eren couldn't match his power, he was holding his ground better than ever.
Finally, Goku saw in Eren what he had been working toward all this time. The fire was still there—but it no longer raged out of control. Eren no longer acted on impulse or anger. His mind was sharper, calmer. He had learned discipline, patience… balance.
Goku smiled as he stepped forward. "Eren," he called. "Your training is complete."
Eren blinked in surprise. "What? But… I'm still nowhere near your level—or even Goten's. I still lose to Uub all the time."
Goku chuckled and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"Yeah, I know. But listen, I started training when I was really young. And Goten—he's a hybrid Saiyan. His potential is crazy, maybe even more than Gohan's. But I didn't train you just to make you stronger."
Eren looked at him, confused.
"There's no point in having strength if you can't control it," Goku continued. "If you act recklessly, power becomes dangerous. I wanted you to learn how to think, how to stay calm—even when everything around you is falling apart."
He smiled warmly. "And look at yourself now. You've changed a lot. You're not the same person who first came here. You're stronger—not just in power, but in spirit."
Eren lowered his gaze, the weight of Goku's words sinking in. Then, slowly, he smiled. "…Thank you, Goku."
Eren is now strong—both mentally and physically. He can lift boulders he once thought immovable and level mountains with a single Kamehameha.
Finally, the day arrived. These two years had been transformative for Eren. He had encountered kindness unlike anything he had experienced in his own world, where such compassion was scarce. Along the way, he had grown close to Goku's family and formed a bond with Gohan, something he had never imagined possible. Eren stood at Capsule Corp with Goku and the others. The Dragon Balls had been collected.
"Alright, here we go," Goku said, stepping forward. He raised his hands and began summoning the dragon.
As the earth trembled and the sky darkened, Shenron's massive form appeared, his eyes glowing with power.
"I summon you, Shenron!" Goku called out.
Shenron's deep voice boomed in response.
"I am the Eternal Dragon. State your wish."
Goku, looking to Eren, said, "Shenron, can you reduce Eren's age by two years so that he's 15 instead of 17?"
Shenron's eyes glowed brighter, and his voice resonated with authority.
"It shall be done."
A burst of light surrounded Eren. His body shifted, returning to the form of his 15-year-old self. He felt the familiar energy rush back into his body, and his youthfulness was restored.
Eren looked at Goku, puzzled.
"Why did you do that?" he asked.
Goku smiled. "Bulma suggested it. If you're younger, there'll be no questions when you go back. No one will doubt your true age."
Eren nodded in understanding. He glanced at Goku, then turned to face Shenron again.
"Shenron," Goku began, "can you send Eren back to his dimension? Send him to the time just before he entered our world?"
Shenron's eyes shone brightly again as he considered the request.
"It shall be done."
Goku turned to Eren, a warm smile crossing his face.
"Thank you, Goku. Thank you, Chi-Chi, Uub, Goten... thank you all for everything. I'll miss you and thank you for training me with out expecting any thing from me."
The group gathered around, each one offering a word of encouragement.
"Good luck, eren," Goten said with a grin.
"Go save your world," Uub added, giving Eren a thumbs-up.
Goku placed a hand on Eren's shoulder.
"You've got this, Eren. Now, go make things right."
Gohan stepped forward, offering Eren a reassuring smile.
"Eren, I know you'll find a way to make things right. You've come a long way these past two years. Just keep believing in yourself. I'm sure all the training with my dad won't go to waste."
Pan, her small hands on her hips, looked up at Eren with wide, determined eyes.
"Yeah! You can do it, Eren! I believe in you! Don't forget to come back and visit us!"
She grinned, her voice full of youthful confidence. "We'll all be cheering for you!"
With one final nod, Eren turned to face the horizon. As he did, a brilliant flash of light enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone.
The group stood in silence, watching where Eren had disappeared.
"He'll be alright, won't he?" Goten asked.
Goku chuckled softly, his expression thoughtful. "Yeah. He's stronger now. He's got what it takes."
As they stood together, they all knew—Eren's journey was far from over, but he was no longer the same person who had arrived on their world. He was stronger, wiser, and ready to save his world.
And somewhere, deep inside, Goku knew that Eren would find a way to succeed. It was the kind of fight he would never give up on.
8/4/2025
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