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[[Todd and Mischief are standing in a large round room with gems all around]]
Todd: Where are we?
Mischief: The Celestial Nursery, where realities are born. If anyone asks, I never brought you here.

[[Mischief passes by a gem while Todd examines it]]
Mischief: Each gem is a proto-universe, a possible reality that never came into being. Some become real universes, but most just sit here winking in and out of existence.

[[Mischief, holding the Gamester's remains, sticks her arm into a gem]]
Todd: You're putting the Gamester's remains in one of these things?
Mischief: Yes. It will destroy the protoverse, but it just might save him.