The Moon's Watchful Eye, Dream Déjà Vu, and Blade of the Soul Shoegaze Type Beat

The sky over the Spirit World was a bruised purple, but in Yusuke’s mind, it was still that sickly, jaundiced yellow. The moon in his dreams didn't glow; it peered. It watched like a cold, unblinking eye as the world below succumbed to a rot that no Spirit Gun could blast away.

​Yusuke Urameshi slammed his fist onto the ornate desk, the shockwave rattling the various stamps and scrolls scattered across the surface.

​"I’m done playing games, Koenma!" Yusuke interjected, his voice cracking like a whip through the quiet office. "I've done what you asked. I’ve followed your path, played the good soldier, and cleaned up the messes. But something is wrong. Ever since the fight with Sensui, my head hasn't been my own."

​The Shadow of the Dream

​Koenma removed the pacifier from his mouth, his expression uncharacteristically grim. He looked at the Spirit Detective—a young man who had died, returned, and discovered a demon bloodline that should have stayed buried.

​"It’s the same dream every night," Yusuke growled, pacing the room like a caged animal. "A world that’s dying. A disease with no cure. Not even a man of 'colossal power'—and believe me, I know what that feels like now—could stop what’s coming. It’s inevitable."

​He stopped and looked at his hands, his knuckles white.

​"And then there’s him," Yusuke whispered. "My pride is screaming at me to kill him. I say it every night: 'He must die by my hand.' But then I see that bastard Naraku. I see a sword meant to cut through souls, and I know, deep in my gut, it'll never touch his flesh. It’s pathetic. It’s not even my memory, so why is it stuck in my head?"

​The Multiversal Leak

​Koenma stood up on his chair to look Yusuke in the eye. "When you fought Sensui, you didn't just break the barrier to the Demon World, Yusuke. You reached a level of power that thinned the veil between all realities. You’re a Mazoku now. Your spirit is tuned to a different frequency."

​"I don't care about the science," Yusuke snapped. "I want to know why I'm dreaming about a demon spider and a diseased world I've never been to."

​"You're sensing a 'Cross-Pollination' of malice," Koenma explained. "Naraku, Sensui... they are different symptoms of the same cosmic sickness. Your pride as a fighter is reacting to a threat that exists outside your jurisdiction. Your soul is trying to fight a war on two fronts."

​The Inevitable

​Yusuke leaned over the desk, his dark hair falling over his eyes. "It feels like a warning. If I couldn't save Sensui from himself, how am I supposed to save a world that’s already rotted? This feeling... this 'inevitable' end... it feels like it's coming for us next."

​The room grew cold. The blue flame on Koenma's desk flickered and died.

​"I've followed your path, Koenma," Yusuke said, his voice dropping to a dangerous level. "But if this path leads to that yellow moon and that helpless feeling, I’m carving a new one. I'm not letting my world become another ghost in my head."

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