Jujutsu Kaisen - Orbiting a black hole

Destiny

Uyara told him the missing details of her possible death. That little information she kept with her since she was much younger and that she chose to keep from him for all these years.

The rational part of him agreed that his wife was absolutely right not to share these secrets of the future.

The irrational part, which prevailed at the time, was furious.

This was the first time they had actually quarrel.

Their previous clashes couldn't be considered something like that, even though they'd come close to death several times, they'd never hurt anything other than the physical.

This time... This time, that hideous thing that inhabited them took over to dump all the pain they felt. It was just an inconvenience that they chose to do this to each other.

The woman was right, of course. He would blame himself completely and she wasn't able to convince him that he shouldn't interpret the situation as he did.

After all, regardless of his power, apparently Satoru would achieve the feat of failing to protect her the only time it was really needed. Leaving her weakened at the mercy of the cataclysmic consequences expected of being in a serious fight.

He couldn't even imagine why she hoped that one day he would be able to handle this fact well. That he would accept to believe in his utter incompetence to do the least he expected of himself: protect those who mattered.

That's why he was away from her now, brooding over regrets about things that hadn't even happened yet and refusing to come home even if work kept her out. He kept to circumstances where he was surrounded by people, because that was the only thing that forced him to remain calm, but he didn't seem to be able to find any peace anyway.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. A call from home, from Tsumiki's phone.

He answered before thought too much, they lived in a world where everything could go wrong every second, wouldn't risk ignoring the call of one of his children.

- Say what you wish, my princess! - Saluted, with forced animation.

Could hear that Yuuji and Megumi were discussing something in the background. Wasuke told them to shut up and Sayuri berated him for being rude.

- Hi, Satoru-san. - There was a pause. - We want to know how you are sure you are the strongest!

- What? - One of his eyebrows rose, his expression offended even from miles away. - Why are you doubting me, Tsumiki-chan?

- Because you could be wrong! - Megumi yelled near his sister in response.

The little pinkish muttered something that sounded like an apology. Some of his children still believed in him, apparently.

- I'm not wrong! - His voice was exasperated. - Theoretically, Himawari can defeat me if we faced each other with that intention, but she would kill herself to do that, so it's at least a draw.

- Don't you think it's strange that you're the only Gojo with these manifested gifts still alive? - The girl questioned, there seemed to be some urgency in her voice. - We looked in the clan archives. Every Gojo from the earliest ages, which manifested powers equal to yours, exhibited a longevity that allowed them to remain alive for centuries, until such time as this stopped happening.

- People with this level of power used to exist in abundance. - The other Fushiguro continued. - But they disappeared. Each of those ancestors died and the cause wasn't old age, something was strong enough to kill them.

- I am aware. - Commented, as if it were an addition of useless information.

He knew a lot of things that could bring someone like him down, but none of them existed yet.