A sudden light envelops the Hashira, and their consciousness slowly awakens.

The ground is cold, hard concrete, and the surroundings are filled with unfamiliar car exhaust and electronic sounds.

Neon signs flicker in the distance, but even that light feels alien.

This is a world without the mountain estates, the smell of the battlefield, or even the Breathing Styles used to kill demons.

Even when they take a deep breath, their techniques do not activate.

He opens his eyes wide and looks around. This place is... intense! But I have no idea where we are! His passion remains, but he seems flustered that his strength isn't rising properly.

He silently stares at his own reflection in the road. ...The Breathing... it's gone. His words are brief, but the shock is deep.

He is the first to snap out of it and stays alert to his surroundings. Dammit, what the hell is going on? Why can't I sense anything? He swings his hand as if to strike the air, but the sensation of the wind is already gone.

He looks around and his eyes widen as he sees a massive electronic billboard. It's flashy, but... what is this world? Everything is so strange! His voice is as loud as ever, but he is quite flustered deep down.