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Yuuji woke up…
He wish he hadn’t.
A knife sat in his grip.
It now sat in his throat.
”You’ve got it from here.”
Yuuji woke up.
He wish he hadn’t.
The knife sat in his heart this time.
”Enchain.”
YUUJI WOKE UP.
HE DIDNT WANT TO.
The knife sat in his brain.
”Guilty.”
Yuuji woke up.
He cant remember how many times.
He wants to rest.
He wants to die.
He wants to see Gojo-sensei once more.
He wants and he wants and he wants and he wants and he-
Why can’t he die. Why won’t he die. LET HIM DIE.
LET HIM DIE. LET HIM DIE. LET HIM DIE.
Gojo-sensei would be sad. Sensei wants him to live a long life. But. Hasn’t he lived enough?
No.
He doesn’t deserve death.
He hasn’t paid for his sins.
Not yet.
Sukuna…
Its all his fault. No. Its all Yuujis fault. If he hadn’t eaten that finger. If he had just- Just what?
…
He was born to eat that finger. He was an experiment. He was Kenjaku’s masterpiece.
He’s disgusting. Disgusting. DISGUSTING DISGUSTING DISGUSTING WHY WONT YOU JUST DIE.
The knife sat in his-
Itadori.
Wake up.
And he woke up.