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Satoru would never wish The Prison Realm on his arch-nemesis, let alone a friend. The place was a total nightmare - dark, eerie, and littered with the remnants of the dead. The silence was deafening, with not a whisper to be heard except for the echoes of his own racing thoughts. It was as if the very atmosphere was heavy with the weight of the departed, making it hard to breathe, hard to think, and hard to escape the crushing feeling of desperation that hung in the air.
Left alone with his thought he wandered off As Gojo's gaze fell upon the form before him, a jarring sense of incongruity seized his senses. The physical shell that lay still and silent was unmistakably that of Suguru Geto, yet a disquieting intuition whispered to him that the essence that once animated this body was nowhere to be found. It was as if the very soul that once defined Geto's being had abandoned its mortal coil, leaving behind a hollow vessel that was but a mere shadow of its former self.
"My six eyes tell me your suguru but my soul denies" he remembers shouting at the imposter.
The disconnect between the familiar physical form and the eerie sense of absence was a jarring affront to Gojo's perception, leaving him to ponder the unsettling truth that the being that once was Geto wasn't his geto anymore .
Satoru's face saddens and remembers that memory was so fresh in his mind. Everything happen in a flash it was too much for his brain, he wanted to scream,crying and shout anything to release the anger he was feeling at the moment
It's unthinkable to imagine a scenario where you're forced to confront the unimaginable - taking the life of your closest friend with your own hands. The sheer brutality of such an act is only compounded by the horrific revelation that their body has been overrun by parasites, reducing their once vibrant existence to a mere vessel for these evil entities. The very thought sends shivers down the spine, a grim reminder of the darkest corners of human experience.
But Suguru caused this upon himself if it wasn't for selfish and foolish dream of his. It was his fault all this happened.
"Are you The Strongest because you’re Satoru Gojo, or are you Satoru Gojo because you’re The Strongest?".
With a mix of frustration and regret, he exclaimed, 'Oh man, f**k you!' as he removed the bandage from his eyes, gazing up into the darkness that enveloped him. A haunting thought echoed in his mind: a single sentence, a mere two lines, had forced him to reevaluate his entire existence. He couldn't help but wonder if it was his own fault, if he should have been stronger, more resilient, and helped Suguru and saved the girl against Toji, for he was the strongest of them all. The burden of his inaction weighed heavily on him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he should have stopped Suguru from descending into madness.
As the darkness was suddenly pierced by a beam of light, he jolted upright, disoriented and bewildered. His gaze instinctively followed the radiant glow, tracing its path to the left cone of the box-shaped prison that had held him captive. With a mix of curiosity and trepidation, he tentatively inserted a finger into the hole where the light was seeping through, only to be astonished as the aperture rapidly expanded, drawing him in with an otherworldly force. Before he could comprehend the phenomenon, he was plummeting through the void, his body hurtling towards the earth like a fallen star. Time seemed to slow as he braced for the impending impact, but instead of a crushing blow, he landed with a thud in a lush, verdant field, his senses reeling from the surreal transition.
As Gojo hurtled through the air, he couldn't help but think, "Did that i just fall from the sky?" And, well, the answer was yes. One minute he was trapped in a dark box, and the next, he was face-planting into the dirt. After a quick dust-off and bandage adjusting his eyes, he turned to face the sound of freaking soft screams, only to find two girls hiding behind a tree, staring at him like he was some kind of sky-fallen miracle. One of them was rocking fabulous pink skin, while the other was, well, invisible - because Gojo's confused brain was screaming, "What in the world...?!" As he approached them, he tried to play it cool, asking, "Uh, where am I?" But the girls were having none of it, with the invisible one whispering, "What if he's a villain?" and the pink one shouting, "Yeah! Who are you, mister?" Yeah, this was definitely not Gojo's day..
"Am gojo satoru and I was just in shibuya an i-"
"Where in (the place where mha takes place"" the invisible one says
"Huh"
That's when Mina Ashido, a bright pink-skin individual, intervened, revealing her name to me. The invisible one quickly reprimanded her, warning that he might be a villain. But gojo quickly reassured them 'i zero intentions of hurting you both are just as confused" then offering a gentle smile to ease their concerns. As we began to converse, Toru Hagakure, the invisible one, introduced herself, and I learned that they were seeking help. Mina suggested we consult their teacher, and I eagerly followed them to the teacher's office, marveling at the mysterious energy that permeated the school campus it
Aizawa's tranquility in the lounge, sipping coffee and enjoying the peace, was abruptly shattered by a student's frantic entrance. She claimed a man had fallen from the sky and needed his assistance, prompting Aizawa to wear a skeptical "huh?" expression, thinking it was just a prank by one of his troublesome students. However, he was taken aback when confronted with a man sporting a white bandage across his eye, who introduced himself with an extraordinary tale. The man recounted being trapped in a box, falling from the sky, and encountering two girls, leaving
Aizawa was perplexed.
As they sat in the station, searching for information on the mysterious individual, Aizawa's professional experience as a pro hero couldn't prepare him for the eerie feeling that this man's story was more than just a mere anecdote, this man really dropped from the sky.
Sitting in a room with handcuffs around his hands made gojo realize that isn't his world.
"Are you sure you tried everything?" Aizawa questioned the junior officer at the desk.
"Yes I tried, I did a back search but nothing came up" reply to the black man . Aizawa gives him a nod and excuses him. Everything was just confusing and weird he thinks as he walks pass the room gojo sitting in. He stopped and went inside.
"We got a problem"
He's pretty sure that he was just hallucinate