When they were warped into darkness, Aokiji began hearing noises. He kept calm as always, able to push the voices away and bring something in front of them. Throughout the one hundred years all he thought about was his family, more so imaginative events, suddenly he woke up on sand. He slowly stood and reached into his mask to feel his face to confirm something, then moved his hand and pulled his mask up. Turning around he heard Kaizo speak about leaving and he nodded walking towards him, he knew people would ask that question he was asking himself, so there was no reason for him to speak. He noticed the little girl Kaizo was talking about, his eyes laid on her for a bit before looking at Kaizo waiting on the others to group up.