Yoriichi Tsugikuni's soul drifted through an endless expanse of nothingness, a void where light and shadow swirled like forgotten breaths. The weight of his final battle lingered—the acrid scent of scorched earth, the echo of his brother Michikatsu's tearful gaze fading into whispers. His form was ethereal, a faint crimson glow marking where his Sun Mark once burned on his forehead. He "walked" forward, though there was no ground, no path, only the pull of an unseen current guiding him through the abyss.
"Where... am I?" Yoriichi murmured, his voice a soft echo in the boundless emptiness. "Michikatsu... Did you find your light? I... I couldn't save you."
Fragments of his life flickered like dying embers: the hanafuda earrings passed down through generations, the creation of Sun Breathing, countless nights slaying demons under starlit skies. He recalled the warmth of sunlight on his skin, the precise flow of his blade through forms—Dance, Clear Blue Sky, Raging Sun—all etched into his very essence. Yet other memories blurred: the faces of comrades, the sound of laughter, slipping like sand through his fingers.
He paused, sensing a disturbance in the void. "This void... it's not the end. There's something calling me."
A gentle hum vibrated through the darkness, growing stronger, resonating with his soul. Yoriichi extended a spectral hand, feeling the air thicken around him. "What force is this? A new battle? Or... redemption?"
Suddenly, a suction force erupted—a vortex of warm, pulsing energy that yanked him forward with relentless strength. "No... not yet!" he exclaimed, resisting instinctively, his soul flaring with solar light.
But the pull was inexorable, wrapping around him like a mother's embrace. The void twisted, colors bleeding in—crimson reds and golden hues melding into a radiant cascade. Yoriichi was hurled through a tunnel of light, his form spiraling toward an unknown destiny.
He emerged in a confined, fluid space, bathed in the rhythmic thrum of a heartbeat. It was warm, nurturing, alive. His soul coalesced into a fetal form, tiny and curled, suspended in a gentle current. Nearby, another small figure floated, sleeping peacefully—a twin, her essence shimmering with ethereal wings of light.
"A... sister?" Yoriichi whispered, his voice now a soft thought within the shared womb. "Who are you? I feel... connected."
Memories flooded back selectively: He was Yoriichi Tsugikuni, the sun's swordsman, master of Breathing Techniques. His experiences—the pain of loss, the joy of protecting others—remained vivid, sharp as his blade. But mundane details, like the layout of his childhood home or the names of distant allies, faded into a haze, lost to the void's pull.
The twin stirred slightly, her light brushing against his. "Rest, brother," a faint, instinctive voice seemed to echo from her soul, though she remained asleep.
Yoriichi felt a strange peace settle over him. "This world... it's different. No demons here, but challenges await. I must protect you... and whoever carries us."
A month remained before their birth, time enough for his soul to adapt, his Sun Breathing techniques embedding into this new vessel, ready to shine in a strange new world.
Outside, in the opulent chambers of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong paced restlessly, her hand resting on her swollen belly. At 20 years old, she was the favored disciple of the Pope, radiant yet burdened by her pregnancy. She knew little of the horrors awaiting her in this timeline—Qian Xunji's betrayal, her descent into darkness. Yet, as she sat to rest, a crimson orb flashed in her mind.
Visions surged: her violation in the Secret Chamber, her corruption as Supreme Pontiff, her death at Tang San's hands, pierced by the Sea God Trident. Regret and fury crashed over her like a tidal wave.
"What... is this?" she gasped, eyes widening as she gripped the edge of her chair. "My future? No... I remember everything. I won't let it happen again!"
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