The Decaying Earth

Swan looked over the woman in front of her. She was intmidating, to say the least. Was the Precure going to fight her directly? Swan gulped at the thought. Well, if she had vines, it was best to have something sharp to cut them with.

“Swan Rapier!” Using her Love PreBrace, Swan summoned a sword made out of pale blue light. Taking it in her hand, she pointed it at Nayuta- or the woman that used to be Nayuta.

“Who are you and where do you come from?” Swan asked, locking eyes with the woman.

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“I am Northa, former denizen of Labyrinth, and former servant of Lord Moebius.” She introduced herself, her expression unflinching even as Swan manifested her rapier. “But now my ambitions are much grander than just that.”

“Well, not that it matters to you, Precure. Or at the very least, it won’t matter to you for much longer.” The vines she had attempted to ensnare Swan with pulled back, curling into a ball in her hand. “After all, you’ll soon become a part of the Tree of Sorrow. You won’t have to worry about anything anymore.”

“Sorewatase, show yourself!” With a flick of her wrist, Northa tossed the seed in the air- and it shifted, creating a monster out of vines, which appeared before the two of them.

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Tsubasa’s eyes widened as she felt the coldness of Nayuta’s hand. Also, there were vines wrapping around her hand. Tsubasa had been right all along. The woman was truly hostile. The blonde was done for- if she had elected to use her dominant hand. Which she didn’t. Rather, it had not been taken away from her bag.

She quickly took out her PreChan Mirror. She had only one option- she had to transform. Doing so would reveal her identity. However, what choice did she have? She would be killed if she didn’t.

"Pretty Cure Rolling Mirror Change!“ She shouted her transformation phrase while pulling her hand away from Nayuta. The bright flash of light would hopefully blind the woman. She used her Cure form’s strength to free herself as well.

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As the girl pulled out the transformation item, and forced herself free of Nayuta’s vines, only a slight expression of surprise crossed the woman’s face. Shielding her eyes from the brilliant light of the transformation, she took a step back, a wicked smirk on her face.

“I see. Now I understand what the strange energy I sensed from you was. You’re a Precure.”

“Interesting. You’ll make an even more splendid sacrifice with this!” Nayuta couldn’t help but laugh, before she placed her hands in front of her. “Switch Over!”

“Now, little Precure- fight with your all your might!”

Nayuta was once again speaking the truth. There was no denying that. Tsubasa didn’t question why the woman kept her answer vague.

“…Yes, it is,” Tsubasa confirmed, looking the fortune teller in the eyes. Her tone of voice was still pretty quiet, but still audible to another person. She didn’t know exactly why the woman offered her hand to her, but the blonde took it anyway.

If the woman was setting up a trap, the young girl had just fallen into it.

“Very good. I’m glad to hear that, Mizuno Tsubasa-san.” Nayuta said, her grip on the girl’s hand tightening as she spoke. Her hand was cold, almost inhuman- but that would probably be the least of Tsubasa’s worries, considering that there were tendrils of rotted vines creeping up from Nayuta’s hand, from underneath her sleeve, wrapping around Tsubasa’s own hand.

“You will make an excellent sacrifice to the Tree of Sorrow.” Nayuta stood up as she said this, a glint in her eyes.

Tsubasa let her guard down for a second when she saw Nayuta smile. It looked genuine enough. Maybe she wasn’t secretly planning on attacking her after all.

However, it was just for that second. After hearing the woman’s last sentence, her blue eyes widened. She had figured it out, hadn’t she? But, what if she wasn’t hostile? A hand was kept near her bag just in case she was wrong.

“Where do you come from…?” She tried to sound as calm as possible.

“I come from a parallel world, a world that’s connected to this.” Nayuta said, keeping her answer as vague as possible. “But where I am from is not as important as what I can do for you, Mizuno Tsubasa. You are feeling lost and directionless, are you not?”

“I can give you guidance.” Nayuta said, offering her hand to the young girl. “Show you the way to your dreams. That’s what you want, right?”

Those words were true. Tsubasa couldn’t deny that. Although the woman in front of her was a fortune teller, the blonde couldn’t help but feel very uncomfortable. How much else could this woman figure out? The girl kept her hand near her bag, prepared to transform at the slightest sign of danger.

Maybe she just worried too much.

“…You can help me?” Tsubasa didn’t let her guard down. “How?”

It didn’t feel right to instantly suspect someone. But, this woman had a crystal ball that could tell her about a person. There was no telling how much she knew.

For now, Tsubasa looked at Nayuta curiously. If the woman’s methods of “help” were the slightest bit suspicious, she would run.

The girl was clearly on her guard- Nayuta could sense that much. It wasn’t exactly hard to tell, honestly, she wasn’t very good at disguising her own body language.

This would be interesting.

“Of course I can help you, child. That is why you arrived in this place.” Nayuta spoke, a gentle smile appearing on her face. All manufactured, a mimic gleaned from observing humans- but nonetheless a skilled motion, a rather flawless mask.

“You see, I am not from this world.” Nayuta spoke, keeping her eyes level with Tsubasa’s, silently gauging her reaction. “I came to this world in order to help people like you. I am telling you this only because I suspect you are not too unfamiliar with such things... isn’t that right?”

Tsubasa blinked in surprise. How did the woman know her name? Or what was troubling her? How much else did she know? There were secrets that the blonde was already bad at keeping. She had to stay on guard.

“Yes, it is,” Tsubasa said, a hand reaching for her bag. If the woman in front of her turned out to be hostile, she needed to be prepared. “The truth is that I don’t know what to do with my future. Most of my friends seem to know what their dreams are. I have a friend who wants to be a veternarian…”

She trailed off, not sure how to put her next sentence. She just wasn’t good at talking, that was all. It didn’t help that she felt uneasy at the moment.

“I haven’t found a dream yet, and that bothers me.”

“I see.” Nayuta said, closing her eyes after a moment. “All around you, you see people who already know what they want to do with your future. Most likely they’ve all already begun taking steps to achieve their dreams, leaving you behind in the dust.”

“You feel inadequate, compared to them.” Nayuta opened her eyes, deep violet ones locking with Tsubasa’s. “You’re worried that you’ll never be able to catch up with them.”

If she could plant a seed of doubt in this girl’s heart... she was certain that something interesting would result from it.

“But don’t worry, you’ve come to the right place. I can help you.”

How did she end up here? Tsubasa didn’t know. All that she could confirm was that she was at a slightly suspicious house with a stranger. The blonde didn’t mind strangers, though. The woman didn’t seem threatening.

The blonde took the seat that the woman pointed out. She looked down and back at the woman. Truth be told, she was nervous. Did this house have magical properties? Judging by what the woman had said earlier, the answer was yes.

“Um… W-who are you…?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Houses didn’t usually appear to lost people. They usually appeared to everyone. She was a Precure, so maybe she shouldn’t have been fazed by this. But…

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“I am Kita Nayuta.” Nayuta supplied her with the alias she had taken as a human. At first, she had thought such a thing unnecessary- but lately her human form had been proving to be more and more useful for luring people in and getting their guards down. “And your name is Mizuno Tsubasa, is it not?”

Smiling somewhat, she placed a hand on the crystal ball in front. “This tells me all that I need to know. You are currently troubled by a number of things, are you not? Yes, such as your future...”

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The mansion that loomed before Miki was a familiar one.

That in itself was the problem. The fortune telling mansion that Labyrinth had used as it’s base should have been destroyed- and yet here it was, not standing as ruins, but perfectly intact, as if nothing had ever happened to it.

And the presence inside was what was most worrisome of all.

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“Have you come here to have your fortune told?”

The black haired woman sitting behind the crystal ball seemed to be pleasant enough, and the placid smile on her face did not belay her true feelings. Looking at the blonde haired girl before her, she took note of the confusion written in her features.

“You are confused as to how you arrived here. This is a fortune telling house that appears to those who have lost their way.”

Stretching out a hand, Nayuta motioned to the seat before her. “Now, why don’t you take a seat? I can help you.”

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“This won’t happen and you know that!” Peach called as she attacked the Sorewatase. She kicked and punched it.

“I mean you this is only a monster!” Peach said. It wasn’t supposed to sound like its too easy for her to defeat it. It was more supposed to tell that Peach actually sees that Northa didn’t merge it with anything.