'when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite...'
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Shards that briskly fell to the ground, glistened like reflections of opal and the shimmering of glistening diamonds as a warm ray of sunlight glided through the parted clouds above their heads.
Satoru planted his feet firmly into the ground. A vivacious gleam of light set onto his hair as the smell of worn asphalt finally withered to a cease by the calming wind.
"No one's ever gonna hurt you again. Ever."
Peppered emotions spread throughout (Y/n)'s body. A fantasy had been birthed into reality for her, and finally, that overbearing wave of emotions pushing against her dam could crash over its barrier.
Her (e/c) eyes shudder as the world turned from a fuzzy mess into a clear image: she could see the people around her, the fires that were still burning, the asphalt that had been ravaged and overturned. She could smell the burning wood and stench of evil, fading slowly.
'...it's over?'
(Y/n) looked to the damage that was caused by her bounty, and she wanted to cry. Was this what it took to have the freedom she dreamed of? For her friends to be hurt and her city to be burned?
"(Y/n)..."
She looked into his glowing eyes, and remembered, that she was safe after all. She was safe, and Satoru was there to end this for her. Yes, he had granted such a thing to her, the ending she was looking for to this life long drama.
In the span of her entire life, (Y/n) had never asked for anything, and yet the one piece of light she desire had been finally given to her without the uttering of her lips. Two decades of misery swept away by one action, taking her consciousness with it as she fell into Satoru's open arms. (Y/n) closed her eyes, tears of contentment guiding the ash off her face as she slipped into a deep slumber.
"(Y/n)?" Gojo whispered softly.
He held her body up to his to get a better look. She was fast asleep. Satoru grasped her gently into his arms, coddling her as he lifted her legs up so she could rest against his chest. Soon after, the strongest sorcerer turned to his kin, Toji's body severed before them on the ground in a pool of his very own deep red blood.
"...Is it really over?" Mei Mei queried with a cracked voice. She was unfortunately welcomed with a cold glare, her airways began to crush soon after, as she was lifted off the ground by an invisible force. Gojo took a step towards her.
