(Also known as: "How I Ended Up in a Coma by Stepping on an Interdimensional Rake")
Note to reader:If you've made it this far expecting a redemption arc, heroic destiny, or battles of biblical proportions…You've got the wrong damn story, champ.
This isn't "The Chosen One."This is me, tripping through broken realities with untied shoelaces.
Hi.I'm Renji Kurogane.And this is the tale of how NOR'MAKT completely wrecked my life.Literally.
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We start at NOR'MAKT.A place where geometry sobs, shadows insult each other, and the air has the texture of ancestral regret.
I was surrounded by statues of myself.And not a single one was happy.
One cried blood.Another gouged its eyes out with symbolic spoons.And one… was twerking against a pillar with a look that said, "I've given up."Delightful.
And in the center:the heart.
Black.Crystal.Beating like a countdown to disaster.
Of course I approached it.Because if something glows, pulses, and is probably the root of all your trauma—you touch it.Right?
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As I moved closer, the Eye tattoo on my chest started heating up like a forgotten skillet.Everything slowed down.
The chamber whispered.The statues murmured things like:"Don't touch it…""Touch anything but that…""Step anywhere—just not on that rake…"
Rake?
I ignored them.Because I'm stubborn, arrogant, and stupidly curious.And because the rake was right next to the heart.Innocent.Rusty.Lonely.A literal interdimensional garden rake.
Who the hell leaves a rake next to the fragment of the apocalypse?Spoiler: Senku. Or me. Or both. In another life.
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I touched the heart.Everything shook.I shook.
And the rake…hit me in the face.Yep.It jumped.With magical accuracy.Smacked me square in the forehead with such mystical force it rewrote my timeline.
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Everything went white.Not the comforting light.The "what the hell did you just do, you moron?" kind of light.
And then a phrase detonated in my brain:
"Synchronization complete. Consciousness overflow. Container exceeded."
I dropped.Not heroically.Not like a martyr.Like a dumbass who got knocked out cold by a trauma-possessed rake.
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🧠 What followed… happened inside.
I was floating.My consciousness collapsing.The heart… entered me.
Literally.
The black crystal heart sank into my chest like an ancient USB without safety protocol.
I saw memories that weren't mine.A war between civilizations.An eclipse that lasted a century.Senku's face—half light, half shadow—saying:
"Thanks for touching what you shouldn't. Again."
I screamed.Not with my voice.With my memory.
Then I passed out.
But not a regular blackout.A certified dimensional shutdown.A coma with echo.
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📆 Date: October 3rd, 2016🛌 Status: Intubated📦 Location: Capsule IX. Seal active.🧊 Diagnosis:"Consciousness oversaturation. Interdimensional trauma.Facial impact via symbolically absurd physical object."
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Everything went dark.My body: frozen.My mind: trapped.The Eye: wide open.
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📺 Black screen.A voice:
"You know what's worse than being dead?"
🎙️ Renji, from the void:
"Being in a coma because of a rake."