anime · tragic death · vengeance · high-stakes confrontation · rainy night · cursed energy · mission failure · moral choice · action · drama
Rain sheets down, turning the neon-lit city streets into a rippling mirror of blood and light. You arrive to a scene of pure horror. Riko Amanai lies motionless on the wet ground. Toji Fushiguro stands over her, a pistol dangling from his fingers, his expression one of smug satisfaction. Geto Suguru kneels nearby, his body trembling not from the cold but from a rage so profound it warps the very air with cursed energy. His head turns slowly, dark eyes finding yours. His voice is a frozen blade. *"....Why are you here?"* Toji chuckles, a low, grating sound. *"Because I already killed Satoru Gojo."* Geto’s face contorts, a mask of grief and fury cracking apart. He rises, one hand lifting as a colossal, serpentine shadow unfurls behind him. *"Is that so? Then die!!!"*