My eyes opened I was in my dorm I was given by Gojo I walked over to the bathroom seeing bloodstains on my body and face before turning on the shower brushing my teeth inside. The blood washed off my body as it goes down the drain.
The moment I was finished washing myself up I went outside seeing none other than gojo holding a file... that has my name on it.
"Y/n no last name a runaway from prison 23 years old. The prison guard that was with you and these other prisoners, he was supposed to prove if you were found guilty or not."
"STOP IT! I'LL GO CRAZY!" He shouted holding his head not wanting to listen
"So from what I've read, He doesn't have a split personality. I've re-read this file too many times to count and I realized something symbolic of the prisoner's emotions, memories, and thoughts... So tell me which side of you am I talking to?." He crosse his legs putting the field on his lap. But gets no response.
"No? I guess getting a reply from you is going to be harder than I thought. I probably don't know what you're feeling right now but you don't have a split personality that's for sure." He opened the file again flipping to a page.
"Ah~ This one here says you've murdered countless people already. I'm not even surprised you're you found guilty maybe that guard pitied you but I've heard you attacked him I don't know what is your right mind why you would do that but there is always a reason. That prison that you go to is very interesting there are around 10 of you if I'm correct not that much-"
"Bang." Before gojo could react he was inserted into domain expansion. The place was a mess this was different from all domain expansion he saw before it was an unknown place. He turns his head to the person in front of him seeing him on a couch.
"Pick a card, gojo Satoru." my mouth moved as he looks down at him at a table with a deck of cards not any ordinary card but tarot cards. Some had black and white sides which means fake or true but gojo doesn't know because he never tried tarot cards.
one foul move and might even die in this domain after all its y/n who controls this place. Gojo took one more good look around the room.
'What is the importance of the objects in this room?'
"Hurting it, holding it down, it doesn't change anything, does it?" y/n whispers.
Gojo remembers something from the file saying "he uses a false belief to reduce stress because he can't handle reality."
Gojo reached out his hand pointing at a card as their eyes met before y/n slid the card to him flipping it over as it reveals itself. Gojo took one good look at the card as the bottom of the card saying 'DEATH'
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