[And that's what's been quietly destroying him the most, since he's gotten here.]
Every hundred years, two travelers are allowed into Vision instead of the usual one. Whoever reaches the tower last is chosen for the barrier.
[It's been three weeks. This whole thing is supposed to last for eight.
What even will he be returning to? He's not even sure, and the more he's forced to think on it, the worse it gets. Wataru was behind him, still looking for his fourth gemstone, but--
How much time would it take...? Stuck in a completely different world, Mitsuru can't be sure, and his dread only increases as more and more time passes.]
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One from Vision. One from the real world.
[And that's what's been quietly destroying him the most, since he's gotten here.]
Every hundred years, two travelers are allowed into Vision instead of the usual one. Whoever reaches the tower last is chosen for the barrier.
[It's been three weeks. This whole thing is supposed to last for eight.
What even will he be returning to? He's not even sure, and the more he's forced to think on it, the worse it gets. Wataru was behind him, still looking for his fourth gemstone, but--
How much time would it take...? Stuck in a completely different world, Mitsuru can't be sure, and his dread only increases as more and more time passes.]