Upside down, falling. Where am I? How I got here? These were the questions of this woman in her jumbled mind while losing focus on her situation. A fall that she felt infinite in a bck hole where there was nothing to fall on, except just dark.

  That night, Satoru was using his infinite void domain to exorcise an unregistered special grade curse that appeared in the middle of the city, close to a hospital. He was putting all his efforts into defeating this challenging curse.

  In the blink of an eye, someone invaded his domain by its upper limit. Satoru could see what looked like a woman falling over him. An instant reaction impulse him to jump up quickly, catching the woman in the middle of the air.

  Once he had her in his arms, she colpsed unconscious, and her nose bled.

  As soon as Satoru touched her neck directly with his bare hand inside the woman’s brain ran all kinds of feelings, emotions, images, sounds, smells, tactile sensations, and corporal memories like movements that were never made by her own body.

  All these passed through her brain in milliseconds, what almost made her brain to shut down. She didn’t have the time to think about anything or assimite thoroughly all that information coming inside her brain.

  With an unconscious body in his arms, Satoru’s domain fade quickly, as he was forced to dismiss it. Thus, he couldn’t get rid of the curse he fought that night.

  How could this woman possibly enter my domain? Why isn’t she affected by my limitless technique? Who is she? How did she break into the curtain and then my domain like it was an eggshell? What is she doing here? Satoru’s mind got filled with questions and his six eyes sought answers, as fast as the woman’s brain received that huge amount of information about Satoru.

  Forty-five minutes passed, and suddenly the woman regained her consciousness. She was lying down on a park bench; feeling a major headache and trying to remember everything that had happened before she fell over Satoru’s domain barrier. She just opened her eyes and saw Satoru dressing his bck suit.

  He was standing in front of her talking by phone. She couldn’t understand a single word about what he was talking with the person on the phone. He took a gaze on her and say something that she couldn’t understand.

  With a terrorized face, she looked to Satoru into his eyes…

  “Where and when am I? Who are you?”

  Satoru understood at that moment that she didn’t understand Japanese, so he switched to English.

  “You’re in Tokyo, Japan. It’s January 12, 2018, and it’s 9:42 pm…” He got close to her and bend his legs. “I’m Satoru Gojo. Now that I answered your questions, can you please tell me who are you?”

  He said the st question, getting closer to her face and realizing that she had no conventional eyes either. The irises of her eyes were as dark as the universe, and there was some sparkle like when the stars twinkling in the night sky. The pupils of her eyes were a couple of brilliant burning suns.

  They stared each other eyes for some seconds. Satoru noticed that aside from her eyes; she looked like an average human person with only 155 cm tall, dark brown long hair, tan skin, and some freckles on her face.

  My head hurts a lot, it’s killing me, but I must stand up and get out of here. I shouldn’t be here. After all, I chose. It was best to accept reality and leave this pce behind. I don’t even remember what I was doing back here, anyway. I should answer this guy's questions and return as quickly as possible before someone notice I’m out of my gate. She thought before answering Satoru’s questions.

  “I’m Este Yumesaki. I’m so sorry if I troubled you, but I don’t remember how I ended here… It’s too te, I think I should go home now… Oh my nose is bleeding!” She put her hand on her face. Covering her nose while sitting on the bench, then standing and trying to keep her bance.

  Satoru tried to look for her curse energy ever since she went through his domain barrier, but there was no curse energy. He was wary of her, but there was no sign of weapons or even a malicious intention, nothing. The only thing that he perceived as abnormal was her eyes.

  Those are not the eyes of an ordinary human being. Just who really is she? Is it possible that she’s something else than a mere human? Satoru thought, while he stood standing, keeping his distance from her.

  Este looked around, trying to get her body oriented towards the east, then took some steps in that direction and with her right index wrote in the air something that opened a gate in front of her.

  Then she looked at Gojo and said to him “Ok, Gojo I’ll have my leave right now, thank you for taking care of me… see you in your dreams…” She said the st sentence in a whisper that Satoru didn’t hear.

  Then she went through the gate, and it closed behind her.

  Satoru didn’t see what she wrote with her finger. But he tried to call out to her and grab one of her arms, but after she pronounced her st word, she already was in the other side of the gate.

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  Este arrived at her gate. Welcomed her a clear sunny day, gardens full of flowers in blossom shiny colors and a vivid green carpet of grass that covered the ndscape as far as the eye could see to the north.

  To the east, some miles from the gate, a beach and a reef with clear waters that made the pce look like there was an eternal summer. At the south, a desert with multicolor sands and dune formations showed a pce not just to test anyone’s survival skills, but to admire.

  The west view showed a ridge of mountains with rich vegetation that looked to contain several kinds of forest delimited by the altitude of the mountains. In the background, multiple range of mountains could be seen. Rivers coming down those mountains formed streams that irrigated the nd from west to east; until the water reach to some kes in the south and the ocean up north.

  Only Este knew what animals lived in all those pces, and if there were any animals. After all, it was her home and nd.

  Este got into her home, a traditional Japanese house of a single level. She went directly to bed as her headache made her feel sick, and her brain still was processing and trying to assimite all the memories from Satoru. She knew what was going to come after it was going to be even more painful, as Satoru’s perception was so complex and unique.

  Satoru made the cruel mistake of touching her with his bare hand, and now she was going to know everything that there was to know about him until that breve moment.

  Este was going to sleep deeply and enter a hibernate state that prolonged for an entire week.

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  Satoru was confused by that night’s incident. He couldn’t bring himself to leave unsolved the mystery about who was Este Yumesaki. So, he contracted someone to investigate her, starting with her name and physical description. He went so far as drawing a portrait of her face in just a couple of hours.

  He wanted to determine if she supposed a treat to Jujutsu High. Even if she didn’t have curse energy, something else could go on, and he didn’t want to waste time without looking for answers. The other issue that kept him thinking day after day about the incident was how could she just disappear in the middle of the nowhere.

  During the following week to the incident, Satoru slept deeply and just woke until morning. This was something out of his normal life routine.

  In his sleep, he dreamed every night, and he always ended visiting Este’s home at the gate. The first time he dreamed of Este’s home, he thought while walking all over the pce. Where am I? It’s like nobody lives here, but it’s so well maintained that it makes little sense.

  While walking by that enormous house, he found Este’s bedroom and there was a woman sleeping so deep. It looks like she is in a comatose state. I can’t see easily if she’s even breathing. He got closer to her and at the sight of her face, he could see she was alive and…

  Wait a minute, I know this face, it’s Este… Should I try to wake her up? How can she just leave her home all open, so that anyone can come here? Oh! what I’m thinking? I came all the way here out of curiosity, and now I’m compining about her security. He thought while putting his hand on his face and realizing he shouldn’t be there disturbing her sleep.

  After he wake up the next morning, he didn’t remember what his dream was about and felt like if he didn’t dream. Next two nights, he had the same dream and did exactly same things as the first night.

  The fourth night, something changed. There was a man in Este’s bedroom when he arrived. He was as tall as Satoru, had bck short hair, skin as white as the moonlight, his eyes were the same as Este’s eyes, and he was dressing a bck hakama.

  “Gojo Satoru, isn’t it?” Satoru was in a state of permanent alert from the moment he heard this question.

  “Yeah, I’m Gojo… How do you know my name?” He said with a rexed attitude, not showing concern.

  “I know you are the person who posses the six eyes, and some people consider you to be a god.” The man spoke showing a sarcastic attitude.

  “Huh… by the way, who are you? And more important, what are you doing in Este’s bedroom?” Satoru asked with a menacing look on his face.

  “Hahaha, you make me ugh. Gojo, I should be the one asking you the same question when the woman ying on that bed is my daughter.”

  “What do the six eyes have to do with my daughter?” Este’s father got closer to Satoru, seeing him directly in the eyes.

  Satoru didn’t have access to the power of the six eyes or his limitless technique while dreaming. It was a restriction that he understood since the first time he had that repetitive dream.

  “There was an incident four nights ago. Your daughter crashed against my domain while I was exorcising a curse…”

  “Since that day, I have been drawn to this pce while I’m sleeping. All I’m doing here is keeping a watch on her while she’s sleeping, or unconscious.” Satoru said this feeling confident that Este’s father would understand the situation.

  “I see, so it’s because of you. She’s going to be all knocked out for three or four days more.” Said Este’s father, showing his mortification about the situation.

  “That night after the incident, she was unconscious for more than half an hour… She looked all right after she regained her consciousness.”

  “I couldn’t say anything to her because she left the pce suddenly…” Satoru wanted to crify that he tried to approach Este before she left, but it was impossible.

  “Gojo, I know you can recognize that you are in the dream realm right now. I will say nothing else.”

  “Once Este awakes, she can expin it to you. Also, now that I think about it, how have you felt these st four days?” Este’s father asked this question without really showing much concern.

  “Oh, I’m feeling normal. Why do you ask?” Satoru replied with curiosity.

  “No special reason…I guess you will wake up soon.”

  Satoru woke up the next day, and he didn’t remember about his dream, just like the days before.

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  Next two nights, Satoru visited Este’s home and saw some changes. There were two women, Maru and Sharu, at Este’s home. They were taking care of her while she was sleeping. Both allowed Satoru’s visits like always and never talked to him, even when he tried to greet them. They just heard him, bowed at him and continue doing their duties around the house.

  On the seventh day, Este woke up. Her father was waiting, standing by the exterior hall door of her bedroom, looking outside.

  “You’re finally awake. How are you feeling now?”

  “I’m feeling terrible. You already know that I came here precisely because I didn’t want to have the memories of others…”

  “I don’t like to take their memories even if those were breve moments engraved in objects. I don’t like to see those.” Said Este with a saddened voice.

  “You can’t, under any circumstance, talk to that man about what you have seen, or you will see ter.”

  “There are consequences if you do it. Please don’t make the same mistake as your older brother centuries ago. Do you understand?” Her father used a firm and concerned voice.

  “Ok, I already know that. You don’t need to police me so much. I’m sure after I tell him what happened, he probably is going to live his life as usual, considering who he is.”

  Madarajin loved his daughter so much, but he also understood that from that day on, Satoru was going to be visiting the dream realm more than he would want.

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  Author’s Note

  The name Madarajin came to me after reading the article Matara: A Dream King Between Insight and Imagination by William M. Bodiford. I changed the “t” for a “d” and then there was the name sound as I wanted.

  Este’s name is a Spanish name meaning star. The Japanese st name Yumesaki made up of two kanjis the first one “yume” meaning: dream, vision, illusion. The second one “saki” meaning: bloom, blossom, flourish. After reading about Japanese names, I picked this one because of its meaning and because I love how it sounds.

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