Chapter Text
The moment Yuta realized that something was wrong with sensei's Domain Expansion, it was already too late.
His regrets are just an afterthought in his mind as reality is swallowed up by infinity. His last thought is more of an apology to the memory of his teacher, who could not be laid to rest even after death.
This was the last recourse Yuta wished he didn't have to use. Not because he felt hesitant about turning into a monster, but because he wished that it would never get to the point where it would be necessary to use Gojo-sensei as a weapon.
No matter the reason or the purpose, regardless of the fact that Gojo-sensei had given his consent. Yuta would never forgive himself for choosing this heinous path, but he was willing to live with the guilt, no matter if it devoured him alive for the rest of his existence. He was willing to bear the burden of wielding such power and all the weight that came with it, if he survived to the end of the time limit.
Now, however, it seems that it was all for nothing.
The last thing Yuta hears before losing consciousness is Rika's voice calling his name. A painful wail full of grief and despair. It hurts knowing that it's his fault that she's crying so desolately.
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