20.

The once clear weather outside now resembled as if it was about to rain. Although my eyes were no longer hurting as much, my other senses were still firing off the charts which still made me extremely uncomfortable. I was now stumbling through an alleyway, the same one I had ran through with the old man the previous evening. And although my memories were gradually coming back to me, my mind was still a jumbled mess with chaotic whispers and sinister messages.

My head still felt like it was about to explode. And when I couldn't take it anymore, I once again collapsed onto my knees in the middle of the alleyway, grabbed the sides of my head as yet another sharp pain shot through the insides of my skull, then fell onto the ground a second later with my head facing up. Suddenly, I was too tired to move.

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However, just as I began to lose consciousness, there was a gentle rumble of thunder as eventually, it began to rain.

When I woke up this time around, I found myself standing in the middle of some kind of brightly lit throne room. I was dreaming. Somehow, I was well aware of this fact, and sitting in front of me was a familiar single-handed figure dressed in a straw hat, white kimono styled robes, and wooden slippers.

"Welcome back samurai." the old man said, after some time had passed. "I've been expecting you." he added, flashing me a smile with his head lowered and his hat partially concealing the top part of his face.

"Now. Before you begin your journey." he continued, lifting his head up and staring directly at me. "What would you like to know?"