[As the world continues to crumble, it doesn't take the Supreme Kai of Time long to realise what needs to be done. What good is a god of time who can't tell when time is running out, after all? But she's hesitant. There's a dreadful feeling in her chest, as though this will take something serious from her. Not to mention, seventy-five million years of not interfering with the natural order of things is rather habit forming and she's seen planets die before. It's natural. For there to be creation, there must first be destruction.
But this isn't how it's supposed to be.
Time starts with one of the larger trees towards the barrier. The ones closest to it are long dead, but this one still has a single pink petal on it and... Well, that seems hopeful. She places both palms on the tree and starts to work her healing magic, but there's no effect. She keeps trying, even as sweat starts to build on her brow and her legs start to feel weak. After several minutes of this, Time falls to her knees and starts to shake even as she continues to pour her energy into the tree. It's at that point that the petals begin to turn pink again, rapidly changing into a healthy sakura. Time grins weakly up at the petals before falling to her side.]