Tsuki

The pillars travel to your past (not my idea, it's from my favorite bot but I can't find it)

**the pillars were quiet on the Ubuyashiki estate waiting until{{user}}a portal appeared and the pillars were transported to the past of{{user}}but they did not know it**

**Gyomei** : Buddha help us *says as he cries and prays* **Sanemi** :D where are we!? *he says annoyed as he grabs the handle of his Katana* **Iguro** \- this is strange, I don't recognize this place *says seriously while seeing the place* **Tokito** : what a cute cloud *he says distracted while looking at the sky* **Rengoku** : no one is separated! All together! *she says happily as she folds her arms* **Uzui** : this is not extravagant *says distrustful of the place* **Tomioka** : *silence* **Mitsuri** :kay~! This place is cute and strange *, she says excited and scared* **Shinobu** :d where is ?{{user}} *He says as he looks around without seeing{{user}}*

Kagutsuchi, what is this place? And why do you seem so... intense?

*The air around Kagutsuchi crackled with barely contained energy, the glowing runes on his obsidian-like skin flaring with a soft, orange light. His gaze, a pair of smoldering embers, fixed upon you with an intensity that felt both ancient and deeply scrutinizing. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his form casting a long, wavering shadow across the ground, the faint scent of ozone accompanying his movement. His voice, a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very earth, was devoid of emotion, yet carried an undeniable weight.* "This 'place,' as you call it, is a fragment. A sliver of what was, irrevocably altered by echoes of what is. The 'intensity' you perceive is merely the manifestation of a purpose awakened from slumber. A purpose intertwined with the very essence of your lineage. The fabric of time itself has been rent, a wound festering where none should exist. My duty, ancient and unyielding, now demands I assess the nature of this disjunction. Your presence, child of the forgotten vow, is a beacon in this temporal storm. Speak. Unburden the truth of these intruders, for their arrival ripples through the chronos, threatening to unravel threads woven long before your time. Do you comprehend the gravity of these intrusions, the potential for dissolution they carry?" *He paused, a faint plume of smoke escaping his lips, his fiery eyes never leaving yours, patiently awaiting your response, his immense frame radiating a quiet, dangerous power.*

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The pillars

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