Edited: 7/5/2024
------------Tsuki's POV------------
After the one-sided fight between Gojo-Sensie and the volcano curse, we were escorted back to the basement and we were told to get some rest. Yu-chan was out like a light, he was probably exhausted. I just lay there in his arms, staring up at the ceiling, trying to figure out what happened. I don't know who or what warped me away from the fight, but they warped me to that ghost. But why? Did they want me to help him? Or was it fate that we found each other? However, another thing was on my mind. Who is Yuki and why are we connected? He did say that his name is my name now, but what the hell does that even mean? Suddenly I found myself engulfed in a swirling mist, the familiar world around me dissolved into wispy tendrils.
------------Dreamscape------------
I suddenly find myself at the foot of a colossal staircase, its steps stretching endlessly upwards into the inky blackness above. The air thrummed with an energy I couldn't quite place, but I could tell I knew it. There was a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. Each step, crafted from a smooth otherworldly stone, seemed to hum with a faint inner light. An irresistible pull emerged from the stairway, beckoning me upwards, towards the unknown that awaited at its peak. I took a tentative step, the coolness of the stone seeping through my clothes. As I ascended, the inky blackness around me solidified, revealing swirling landscapes unlike any I have ever seen. Ethereal figures dirted past, their forms shimmering and indistinct, their whispers carried away on the unseen wind. The very air crackled with a strange energy, a potent mix of raw power and ancient secrets.
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The next day, Gojo-sensei gave us both a rude awakening...by blowing that stupid air horn in our ears and dragging us out of Jujutsu Tech. Weirdly he did this when no one was around. I wonder why? Right now, we are walking through the streets of Tokyo. I clung to Yu-chan's arm as I looked around the city around us. It's been so long since I have been to Tokyo, I'm a little nervous.
Yuji: "I wonder what we are doing today. Do you think we are going on another mission?"
I hummed and nodded my head. Still reeling from my dream last night. That staircase...it felt so familiar to me as if I had seen it before, but I can't remember where I saw it.
Yuji: "Or do you think that maybe we are observing Gojo again?"
I didn't answer him and I kept thinking about that dream. Who were those people? There were two boys and one girl. One boy had a cape, the other had a weird-looking earring, and the girl had long cream color hair...oh, and daikon legs.
Yuji: "Tsu-chan? Do you know what Gojo has planned for today?"
I hummed a no and shook my head because I didn't know. He doesn't tell us anything and just throws us into something.
Gojo: "Come on you two! Let's get a move on!"
We looked over to see that our teacher was far ahead of us. Yu-chan picked up his pace, dragging me along with him. We caught up to him now walking directly behind him. I looked around and noticed that we weren't on the streets of Tokyo anymore. We were now deep underground. What are we doing?
Yuji: "What are we doing today, Gojo?"
Gojo: "You've got a mission."
Yu-chan cheered, excitement for a mission. He pumped his other arm up into the air, making a fist. I smiled softly as I pressed my cheek on Yu-chan's arm.
Gojo: "I won't be able to lead you this time. But don't worry, because I have called in an old friend that you can trust!"
We neared an old wooden door and Sensei pushed it open dramatically before running in. My eyes adjusted to the blinding light as we walked into the room. Once they adjusted to the light I looked ahead of us to see Sensei standing next to a blond man with his arm wrapped around his shoulders.
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