[b]CHIYU SHOUKEI[/b]

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[i]A crystallised what future?[/I]

It wasn't too hard for someone to guess that Chiyu Shoukei was, as of this moment, very much confused. The explanations the girl was giving them were a bit too much for her exhausted brain to comprehend, especially when they were ... trapped on the Moon or something? She didn't know, but they definitely weren't in Kansas anymore or however that movie line went. It all sounded like some weird dream, except she'd pinched herself earlier and her cheeks were still red from that, so there was absolutely no way that was going on. She was 100% standing around in some place with a girl who believed herself to be a god.

[i]Aah,[/i] she thought to herself, nodding sagely. [i]This is the point where I'm supposed to be panicking.[/i]

Except she wasn't panicking. Because she wasn't in danger or anything. Just ... stuck in some weird place. And if she could believe the girl - Tsukiyomi - then they could go home. And she could just go along with it all, head home, do her homework and fix up all the stuff she needed to do that was important, and brush it off as some sleep-deprived super hallucination or something the next morning if she wasn't able to get some sleep.

A-ha-haha-ha yeah nah.

Infinite library of possibilities? Akasha? Soul Arts? There was this way too much weird for her to just casually forget and pretend didn't happen! Aaargh, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eVlMswppm08]this wasn't supposed to be an anime![/url] Her normal, average day-to-day life made sense to her: struggle with buildup of homework, deal with annoying student council things, wonder if the economic crisis would screw her over, lament the lack of boyfriend despite having not even tried to get one, murder, et cetera. It didn't have - [i]wasn't supposed to have[/i] - people plonking them down into some dreamscape thing to talk about vaguely metaphysical concepts or something! She closed her eyes and pinched her forehead in frustration, letting out a quiet groan. This wasn't like, anything she was expecting the day to go.

Except it was going that way.

Aaargh.

[i]Okay brain, settle down for a sec ...[/I]

No matter how tired her neurons were, she needed them to work a little bit more. Because she was in a weird place, and the important thing was getting an idea of how she could get out of it. So she could go back to her perfectly normal school life and not hang around like a weirdo [i]which she totally wasn't[/i].

Things she could parse:

a) this was weirdo land

b) this dame claims to be a moon god (mental note: donate to local shrine)

c) Strange Gospel is bad stuff and this is probably all its fault??

d) Are Soul Arts -

"[color=DE6FA1]-magic powers?[/color]" she blurted out. Ack. Shoukei immediately moved to correct herself. "[color=DE6FA1]Soul Arts, I mean. These USBs. They're uh, magic?[/color]"

And they uh, had magic abilities to ... stop Strange Gospel? She wished her brain worked better. But magic USBs was ... where everything was going? They needed magic USBs to stop the bad things of Strange Gospel? It wasn't something she was very believing in, but was like ... pushing this conversation along the quickest way to get back to normal stuff?