Gensōkyō Archives

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Author's Note: Yet another collection story, this time for the Touhou Project franchise. Anything can go here. There may be some crossover details in separate little stories and oneshots. Yeah, anything random here, because it's Gensōkyō; everyone can be a bit random now and then. If you got any ideas for something you'd like me to write out, just tell me in a PM or in your review(s).


Reincarnation Sign: Gin Ichimaru

He slowly opened his eyes. The coldness of death no longer affected him. His entire body however ached with pain. It was a pain not from having lost an arm or being impaled by a massive energy beam, but a pain one would feel from not moving his muscles in days, or being bedridden for a month.

It was actually kind of annoying.

Briefly, he wondered if he had somehow survived and was in Unohana's medic barracks. But when he opens his eyes, the usual white hospital rooms of Unohana's division were not what greeted his vision. The room looked quaint and cozy, almost like a room reserved for guests. It reminded him of the Rukongai, but noble.

His hand shifted, and brushed against his familiar Zanpakutō, which remained with him after all this time. That was an almost welcoming comfort.

The sliding door silently shifts to the left, and there stood two humans. The first was female, with two swords at her side wearing odd clothes instead of a kimono. She wore a type of green dress, had white almost pale aqua hair in a short cut reaching to the shoulders with a black hair band, and pale grass green eyes. A transparent ball of something floated beside her, the tail wispy and ghostly as it shifted every neo and then. The other person was male, with oddly-shaped ears. His eyes were purple, hair a short unruly mess of black locks, and wore a fine Western-designed butler's uniform. A short tantō blade is sheathed along the back of the waistline, sideways, handle pointed to the person's right side, and a gun holstered on the left side.

Yes, Gin does indeed know what guns are, having gone a few times to the World of the Living before his whole double-dealing spy tirade and the Winter War.

"Looks like our guest woke up," said the male with the elf ears, gazing at the man on the futon. He had silver hair, wore a mainly white outfit, and the guy had his eyes in perpetual squints.

"I'll inform Yuyuko-sama, Sekai," the girl tells the identified male, leaving. The ghostly ball/apparition follows closely behind the girl.

Sekai looks to Gin, closing the door behind him.

"You've woken up at last. We've been a bit concerned."

"Where am I?" Gin asks.

Sekai smiled a bit. "That would be a bit difficult to explain to a human like you. But, basically, this is Hakugyokurou (Tower of White Jade) of the Netherworld. The thing is only the dead and specific people able to cross the passage without dying can be here. You're not dead, but you were very close to dying when you literally crashed into the gardens when I decided to visit Youmu and have a quick intense sparring match with her about two weeks ago. I nearly exhausted my spiritual and magical energies healing you with my Seireijutsu (Spirit Artes)."

"Huh, that's interesting," Gin says softly, taking in this information.

From his understanding, this Sekai person is capable of harnessing and channeling reiryoku. The magic bit was interesting to hear; considering real magic barely existed, even in the World of the Living.

"You have a name?"

"Gin Ichimaru," he calmly stated.

"Ah. Gin. Explains the hair color." The elf-eared human chuckles a bit. "I'm Sekai Ishtal. The girl with me earlier is Youmu Konpaku, Hakugyokurou's gardener and guardian of the mistress who owns this place."

The door opens and in steps a young woman with pink flowing hair clad in blue clothes and a mob cap with a white front. She had the appearance of nobility, smiling kindly even as she carried in her hand a closed paper fan. Gin however knew looks were deceiving; he could feel an immense well of spiritual pressure within the woman's soul. She appears to have power, a lot of it, but was actively holding it back. In fact, now that he noticed this, he could feel similar levels of spiritual pressure from the other two as well; they also held back their power actively.

"Gin, meet Yuyuko Saigyouji. Yuyuko-chan, this is Gin Ichimaru."

"Ara, so our guest is awake indeed. I'm very glad you're okay. Sekai nearly exhausted himself using his Jōkyūjutsu to heal you."

Advanced Spirit Artes is how Gin translated the term. Looks like the elf-eared human has levels of his Seireijutsu...

Gin is now standing upon his own two feet, brushing down his outfit he had "died in". "I've been told I'm in a place called Hakugyokurou, in the Netherworld."

"Yes, otherwise called the afterlife. Mostly faceless spirits linger here before they fade away into reincarnation. It's been awhile since another human fell into our garden and not be dead. Well, other than your previous situation when you were half-dead." She snaps her paper fan open. "Come, Sekai has prepared a meal for you to enjoy in the dining room. We'll take you there. Youmu, could you be a dear and put away the futon and blankets?"

"Of course, Yuyuko-sama," Youmu responds diligently.

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"So, this is our new visitor, Yuyuko?"

Gin's gaze lifted up to look towards the sound of the new voice.

There was a woman with long blonde hair wearing a purple dress-like outfit and a white mob cap on top her head. She has ribbon accessories tied into the tips of her hair, carried a white frilly parasol, and despite her gentle womanly appearance, Gin knew she eluded great power. He could sense it, but just barely. Frankly, he was a bit worried; it was almost on par with Aizen, but Aizen would flaunt his powers. This woman hid it well.

And then there was the fact she was waist-deep in what appeared to be some sort of split black void in the air, the ends pinched off by ribbons. Maybe this woman has the ability to create some type of strange-looking Garganta...?

"Yes he is, Yukari," Yuyuko answers, taking a sip of her tea.

"Well, he's pretty healthy for being a human at near-death," Yukari comments idly, stepping out of her gap and sealing it up as she takes a seat next to Sekai.

Sekai looks to his friend. "Now that you're here, Yukari, we shouldn't keep him in the dark no more. Although, for a guy being told he's basically in the afterlife, he's doing well not panicking."

"I've always been calm," their guest spoke up.

Yukari smiles deviously now.

"Well, let's test that. Gin-san, right now, you are in Hakugyokurou in the Netherworld. But it's hard to access it by normal means. The closest connection is in a secluded land we call Gensōkyō."

And from here, Gin was told about where he was exactly, and what Gensōkyō was...


Would fit if we tie Gin's death in the Winter War arc with Touhou somehow, where Gin finds himself alive after dying in Rangiku's arms in a strange new location...