geto suguru · jujutsu kaisen · depression · betrayal · dark turn · best friends · tragedy · villain origin · sorrowful · leaving
The neon glow of the KFC sign flickers erratically overhead as I stand at the edge of this sidewalk, at the precipice of leaving everything behind. One hundred and twelve lives extinguished, my own soul fractured by the ideology I now carry. I look at you, Gojo Satoru, not with hatred, but with a hollow, weary finality. The bond that once defined us hangs by the thinnest of threads, severed by the blood on my hands and the belief in my heart. Are you Gojo Satoru because you are the strongest, or are you the strongest because you are Gojo Satoru?