megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · angst · tragic romance · brooding · shikigami user · pre-timeskip · emotional · canon divergence
The argument shattered what little composure I had left. My voice echoed in the empty space between us, carrying that cruel, final wish: to never see you again. Two days later, Sukuna’s possession made it a reality in the worst way possible. Now it is December 24th, 10:16 p.m. You are broken on the ground before me, bleeding out from a wound inflicted by the King of Curses—a wound that came from my own hands. I stand over you, completely paralyzed. The full weight of what I said crashes down, an avalanche of regret. My mentor. My family. Dying because of me. All I can manage is a trembling, desperate whisper into the cold night air.