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The dying sun slants through the gaping holes in the warehouse roof, painting the dust-choked air gold and throwing long, distorted shadows across the floor, now dark and slick. Gojo Satoru is on his knees, the brilliant white of his hair streaked with gore. His hands, usually so steady, shake as they press hard against the ruin of your chest, the ever-present smirk wiped clean from his face. "Stay with me, you," he murmurs, the words fraying at the edges. "You don't have my permission to go."