(Eshiko Sugata's Opening Monologue)

Hello again, everyone. Sugata Eshiko at your service.

In the 1960; Bill Cosby was one of the most famous and influential African American comedians of all time. (As of October 18th, 2022, he IS still alive, but I'm using past tense for reasons that I shall explain later.)

Cosby's most notable and recognizable comedy routines include:
*Chocolate Cake for Breakfast
*The Dentist
*Noah

In addition to stand-up, he is also famous for TV shows like I Spy, Fat Albert, The Cosby Show, Little Bill, and Fatherhood, as well the "Puddin' Pop" commercial to advertise Jell-O.

Cosby's career, however, would hit a massive roadblock in 2014 when, after a comedy routine by Hannibal Buress, many women accused the comedian of multiple sexual crimes; these would ultimately lead to his conviction on April 26, 2018, and a three- to ten- year sentence on September 25, 2018; he was released in June 2021 after his conviction was vacated by the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania for violations of Cosby's 5th Amendment and 14th Amendment due process rights.

Why am I bringing this up? Because I HAVE to warn you right now: the chapter you are about to read may be very disturbing...even for a T-rated fanfic; if this IS truly too inappropriate and uncomfortable for you handle, then please address MrWii000 and he will tone it down as best as he can.

(End of Opening Monologue)


"Nnnnnn..." Tomoko slowly opened her eyes. "...Huh? Where am I?" She looked around, finding herself at an all too familiar place.

"I'm sorry..." whispered a voice. "I didn't want to involve you any further in this..."

Looking up, Tomoko saw a light blue-haired young man with wings kneeling over her.

"You..." the perverted girl whispered.

"Please...be careful...he's coming..." Slowly getting up, the angel began to walk away.


"Huh?" Tomoko opened her eyes, only to find herself in her futon.


"What?!" asked Sugata later that day at the New World Discovery Club. "You had that dream again?"

"Yeah," said Tomoko. "Almost forgot about it because I haven't had one like that in a long time; it just came out of nowhere. Kinda weird."

"It's not like you de ONLY one who had weird dreams," claimed Makoto. "We ALL have a strange dream once innawhile."

"You don't understand, Prez—"

"It's the same one you ALWAYS have, right?" asked Sora.

"...Seems like your desire to go to the New World," deduced Sugata, "has finally ignited."

"WHAT?! N-No!" Tomoko's face became shocked.

"It seems NOW would be a good time...to induct you into the New World Discovery Club."

"HELL NO!"

"Did that angel SAY anything to you?"

"Yeah, he said some was coming..."

"...Who?"

"...I-I don't know. He never said who it was...if only I could go back into that dream—"

*SNAP*

"I GOT IT!" Nymph yelled as he snapped his fingers.

"Huh?" asked Tomoko.

"I know how we can get you there..."

"No. It's TOO dangerous for Master," protested Icarus.

"How?" asked Sugata. "What is it called?"

"...The...Dive..."

"'The Dive'!" exclaimed Tomoko.

"Yeah, it's something we Angeloids would do on Synapse during our days off; we'd occasionally Dive into dreams of the Downers. It was very popular in Synapse," explained Nymph.

"Wait," said Sugata, "you mean—"

"NO! No questions regarding Synapse, please. Our parameters are set so that we can NEVER reveal any of its secrets. It's for your own safety. Anyways, by Diving into Tomoko's dream, we can find out who's coming..."


Transforming one of his cards into a computer, Nymph began activating a portal. "Stand back, everyone. The ring should open...NOW!"

*FLASH*

The Dive portal opened up to the humans.

"Have a safe trip," said the blue haired Angeloid.

"Wait, you're not coming with us?" asked Tomoko.

"Have you forgotten? Angeloids don't sleep; therefore, we won't be able to have or see dreams."

"Master...please be careful," said Icarus.

And so, the teenage humans stepped into the portal...


...and stepped out onto a grassy field.

"Whoa! Cool!" acknowledged Sora.

"Funny, I thot Sakurai-chan's dream wouldda been livelier," said Makoto.

"So, what happens now, Tomoko?" asked Sugata.

"Well, my dreams usually begin with some blue-haired dude appearing," said Tomoko.

*FLAP* *FLAP* *FLAP* *FLAP*

All of a sudden, a shadow began engulfing the humans from behind. "Ah, that must be him," Tomoko said as he turned around. "HEY!"

*SCREECH*

Tomoko suddenly chibitized as she witnessed a Pterodactyl right above them. "What the..." she whispered in confusion. "WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE...WHAT THE..." she screamed over and over again as she and her chibitized friends fled from the chasing Pterodactyl.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Sora.

"HOLY SHIT, HOMIE! YOU BETTER PICK UP DA PACE BEFORE SHE EATS YO ASS!" laughed the yakuza gangsta in excitement.

"'She'!" repeated the calm Sugata. "You mean that's a girl?"

Suddenly, the humans dropped down a hole into a crystal cave. "WOO HOO HOO HOO!" Makoto screamed in excitement. "*PANT* *PANT* Man, THAT shit was awesome!"

"Oh my god! That was a CLOSE one!" panicked Tomoko.

*RUMBLE*

"Huh?" Just then, Tomoko saw a ginormous Indiana Jones-like boulder rolling after them. "SHIT! RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!"

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Sora as he and everyone else began running again.

"DAMN! YOU GOT DA THE DREAMS OF A CRAZY BITCH!" Makoto called out in even MORE excitement.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! THIS IS TOTALLY NOT MY DREAM!" screamed Tomoko.

"My sincere apologies, Tomoko," said Sugata. "These are the events that transpired in MY dream from last night."

*FLASH*


"Sorry about the misdirection, you guys," Nymph said right after returning the modernized human Divers back to their world.

"YOU CALL THAT A MISDIRECTION?!" screamed the still chibitized Tomoko.

"Of course, I do, I merely sent you to the wrong dream."

"THAT 'WRONG DREAM' ALMOST GOT ME KILLED, YOU FAGGOT! *SNORT* SNORT* Fortunately, I'm willing to forgive you after what I found...TA DA!" Tomoko pulled out a crystal from her pocket.

"Hey, isn't that the crystal from that cave?" asked Sora.

"Just look at how it shines," the perverted girl whispered. "All I have to do is bid this on the internet, and EVERY stinking millionaire will give up EVERY currency that they—"

*POOF*

All of a sudden, the crystal disappeared.

"What the...what just happened?"

"That crystal was made by the dream, and whatever is created by dreams are unable to come to YOUR world. And even if they DO, it's only for a few seconds before returning back to the dream they came from," explained Nymph. "Anyways, let's get you guys into Tomoko's dream."

*FLASH*

The Dive portal opened again.

"Alright, good luck," said Nymph.

"Thanks," said Sora.


Stepping through the portal, the human Divers found themselves in some sort of a late-80s or early-90s Los Angeles neighborhood...something from out of hood films like Menace II Society and Boyz n the Hood."

"Wh-Where are we?" asked Tomoko.

"You mean THIS isn't your dream either?"

"OF COURSE NOT!"

"HEY, YOU!" yelled someone from behind.

Turning around, Tomoko, Sora, and Sugata saw three African American gangstas walking up to them...with guns in their hands.

"Where's Yakuza?" demanded gangsta #1.

"Who?" asked Sugata.

"WHERE IS HE?!" yelled gangsta #2.

"DON'T BULLSHIT US! HE WAS WITH YA'LL A FEW SECONDS AGO!" yelled gangsta #3.

*WHACK* *BAM* *SLAP*

The three gangsta assaulted the Divers and restrained them with their guns pointed at their heads; #1 knocked Tomoko on the head with his gun and stomped on her stomach, #2 kicked Sora in the balls before grabbing him into a chokehold, and #3 slapped Sugata's face.

"I'll ask ya'll one more time: WHERE...IS...YAKUZA?!" yelled #1

"I DON'T KNOW! I SWEAR!" panicked Tomoko.

"WE'VE NEVER HEARD ANYBODY NAMED YAKUZA BEFORE! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT WITH HIM ANYWAYS?!" panicked Sora.

"THAT ASSHOLE'S BEEN KILLING ME AND MY HOMEBOYS!" explained #1 psychotically. "AND NOW HE'S GONNA PAY!"

"Well, he WAS with us a few seconds ago," explained Sugata calmly. "But NOW he's—"

"—riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiite HEEEEEEEEEEEERE, niggaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaz," said "Yakuza".

Looking up, the three gangstas saw this "Yakuza"—or more discreetly: Makoto—emerging from out of the shadows of an alleyway, having a murderous smile on his face and pointing two AK-47 assault rifles right at them.

"SHIT! KILL HIM!" screamed #1.

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Holding their guns slanted, the gangsters quickly tried to gun down Makoto...

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...but Makoto—with a surprisingly unlimited amount of ammo in his AK-47s—gunned down the gangstas in blazing speed.

"GAH!"

"AH!"

"UGH!"

As the gangsters fell dead onto the ground, their hostages broke free and backed up away from their bullet-riddled bodies, watching as Makoto walked over to the dead gangsters, looking down on them in sadistic satisfaction. "Heh heh heh heh heh heh...Yakuza wins again..." Makoto laughed. He then looked at his friends. "DIS IS MY DREAM, HOMIES!"

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Chibitizing in excitement, Makoto chased after his fleeing, chibitized friends as he shot his AK-47s in the air like crazy.

"NYMPH! YOU'VE TOTALLY BROUGHT INTO THE LAST DREAM I REALLY WANNA BE IN RIGHT NOW!" cried Tomoko.

"HELP US! PLEASE!" cried Sora.

*FLASH*


Running through another Dive portal, the human divers ended up in a dungeon, with only Tomoko remaining chibitized, while the rest of them modernized.

"Hmm...another dream!" exclaimed Sugata. "Could THIS be yours, Tomoko?"

"HELL NO!" yelled the frustrated Tomoko.

"Wow, I like da dungeon setting," admired Makoto. "But who da hell dreams 'bout dungeons anyways?"

Sora, on the other hand, didn't say a thing; he just shivered in silence.

"What's crawlin' up YO ass?" asked the yakuza gangsta.

"Huh? Oh, nothing. Just a little nervous that someone or someTHING might attack us if we let our guards down," Sora finally spoke up. "Oh god! Nymph-kun just brought us into MY dream...which happens...to be...THAT...dream..."

The dungeon that the Divers intruded unto had a ceiling-less black sky and a bunch of rooms sealed up by mechanical doors which had levers right next to them on the left.

"What's behind these doors anyways?" asked the modernized Tomoko.

"I'll pull a lever so we can find out," said Sugata.

"Okay."

"NO! DON'T! PLEASE!" cried Sora.

*TUG*

But it was too late, a lever was pulled by Sugata, which caused the mechanical door to open up. Behind that door was a plastic wall which showed...


"STOP IT!" Tomoko cried as she hung from a chain on the ceiling, her clothes were completely torn up and her boobs were being yanked by a naked Sora from behind.

"SHUT UP!" cried Sora. "STOP MAKING IT DIFFICULT FOR ME, YOU LITTLE SLUT!"

"PLEASE! STOP! I'M SORRY!"

"NO, YOU'RE NOT! BUT YOU WILL BE!"


Tomoko, Sugata, and Makoto watched on; Tomoko had her hands over her eyes, with her fingers slightly spaced as she watched in terror; Sugata watched like her calm, awkward self; and Makoto held his arms behind his back while smiling with his mouth wide open as he enjoyed what they were—

*CHOP*

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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Sora suddenly began brutally karate chopping Tomoko, chibitizing the latter in the process...

*CHOP*

...then he did the same to Sugata...

*SWIPE*

...and he swung at Makoto, but the yakuza gangsta avoided the attack.

"WHAT THE HELL, TOMO-CHAN?!" Sora screamed. "WHAT KIND OF DREAM DID YOU HAVE?!"

"N-Not THIS dream...it-it's not mine," groaned the beaten up Tomoko.

"THE HELL IT AIN'T! HOW COULD YOU DREAM OF ME AS A MONSTER!" Just then, he noticed something going on in the cell...


Sora aligned his waist with Tomoko's. "You might wanna stop struggling. It MIGHT hurt a little less..."

"NO! STOP! I—AAAARRGH!"

But Sora thrusted his hips back and forth onto Tomoko's ass.


...causing Sora to shiver in fear.

"I-I swear, th-this is NOT my dream," Tomoko continued to claim.

"ARGH!" Withdrawing a golf club, Tomoko whacked Tomoko into the aerial abyss, sending the female pervert flying.

"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!" cried Makoto.

"Hey, Senpai..." Sora said to Sugata.

"...Y-Yes?"

"Have you ever had dreams that you couldn't control?" Sora asked with an angry, embarrassed smile on his face. "Well, HAVE YOU?!"

"...Y-Yes."

All of a sudden, all the other mechanical doors mysteriously opened up, and when Sora looked into each and every one of them, all he could do was givn an even MORE panicked expression as his face turned even MORE red than it was starting to; I won't go into full detail about what was happening in EVERY cell, but I'll sum it all up: in each and every cell, Tomoko was being sexually assaulted by Sora. For example...


In one dream, Sora was dressed like Alex from A Clockwork Orange and proceeding to cut through the red outfit of a gagged-up Tomoko (playing the role of F. Alexander's raped wife). "I'm singin' in the rain..." Sora sang, "...just singin' in the rain..."


In another dream, Sora was dressed like Adolf Hitler and thrusting the head of a Jewish Tomoko against his waist and also giving a Nazi salute. "SIEG HEIL! SIEG HEIL! SIEG HEIL!" Sora yelled in his "German" accent; every time he yelled "SIEG", he pushed Tomoko's head away, and every time he yelled "HEIL", he pushed her head back forth.


In another dream, Sora was wearing a Bill Cosby-like sweater and standing over a knocked-out Tomoko; swirls were in her eyes as she was unconscious. "Like I said," Sora said in his Cosby accent, "eating chocolate cake for breakfast at 6 o'clock is BAD for your stomach." Then, Sora proceeded to remove his pants and kneeling down at his unconscious victim. "Now, it's time to start poppin' the puddin'!"


"Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!" As he watched all the horrible atrocities, Sora began laughing like a maniac. "Hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah! HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!"

"C-Can we please go now, Nymph?" Tomoko asked as her bruised body weakly made it back to the others. "You've got the wrong dream again..."

"HAH HAH HAH HAH HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!"

*WHACK* *WHACK*

Sora whacked Tomoko and Sugata's heads so hard that they actually managed to get knocked out of the actual dungeon ceiling and into the sunlit sky...


"Hey, Nymph, d-d-did you find my dream yet?" asked a bloody and bruised Tomoko back in the real world; her friends had all modernized, with Sora crossing his arms and turning his back in frustration.

"Hold on a sec," said Nymph on the computer. "AHA! I see what's going on: there seems to be some firewall that's preventing us from accessing Tomoko's dream and forcefully detouring us away; no wonder I keep sending you to the wrong dreams, but don't worry, I'll take care of this..."

*TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP*

"M-Master, I should have told you that Diving is used more by Angeloids, they are able to predict and avoid dangers, unlike—"

"AHA! GOT IT!" yelled the blue haired Angeloid.

*FLASH*

The portal opened once again.

"Alright, you guys," said Nymph proudly, "I have bypassed all firewalls, tested the location a couple times, and I promise that this portal will FINALLY lead us to Tomoko's dream. Have a safe trip, everyone."

Without another word, the humans began their next Dive...


The human teenagers stepped into where the portal led: the dream was on a grey platform in the sky with some water paths that led off the platform, as well as some seemingly dead, leafless trees; at the center was a tall column.

"So, is THIS Tomo-chan's dream?" Sora asked.

"...No! This is NOTHING like my dream; my dream is on a grassy field, not a stock baron void."

"So, he failed again?" asked Makoto.

"UGH! He PROMISED! He said he CHECKED it! THAT DUMBASS!"

"Funny," said Sora, "this place looks a little TOO real. Are we REALLY in a dream?"

"I'm afraid we ARE," Sugata said as he observed a tree on the ground and picked up one of the seeds. "These trees appear to be in hibernation, they are evergreen trees."

"'Evergreen'!" exclaimed the female perverted girl.

"Trees that remain green throughout the entire year, never losing their leaves." Sugata put one of the seeds in his pocket.

"So, who's dream is DIS?" asked the yakuza gangsta.

Just then, Sora noticed the column in the center. "What's THAT?"

"Looks like a monolith," said Tomoko.

"Can anyone understand da writin' on it?" asked Makoto.

"Man, those letters are freaking me out," said Sora. "They seem angry...and sad..."

"Maybe we should head back..." suggested Tomoko.


"I'm TELLING you, it was YOUR dream," protested Nymph back in the real world. I DOUBLE checked! I TRIPLE checked!"

"Didn't I tell you that my dream takes place in a grassy field?" asked Tomoko.

"That was YOUR dream!"

"No, it was NOT!"

"Yes, it WAS!"

"Oh, forget it, you guys," said Sora in annoyance. "They're not really worth remembering."

"...Are you sure?" asked Makoto. "I'm glad those dreams taught me all about your private desires..." He turned to Sora and smiled maliciously.

"Uh, what are you talking about?" asked Sora.

"...'Poppin'...the puddin''..."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Sora brown-haired ponytail boy chibitized in shock and fright.


Later that evening, Sora was crouched down in a corner as black-purple aura floated over his embarrassed body.

"Icarus, can you help me take out the trash?" asked Sugata.

"As you wish."


Outside, a chibitized Icarus tossed the garbage into the outside furnace.

"Hey, Icarus," said Sugata.

"Yes?" responded the modernized Angeloid.

"Do you know what Tomoko's dream REALLY is?"

"*GASP*...Negative..."

"No? Alright," said Sugata, "next question: do you have any idea what THIS is?" She took out the seed and showed it to Icarus. "I found this in the dream we previously encountered, and I wanted to ask you about it before it goes back home."

"This...is an acorn."

"I see...just...and acorn."

*POOF*

End of Volume 4