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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗞𝗬 𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗔𝗦 𝗥𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗣𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗗𝗢𝗪𝗡...
Everything was black, quiet, and calm as blood-coated Jujutsu High School grounds.
Satoru Gojo was on the ground at the entrance with lots of stab wounds that trailed down to his legs. Thousand of fly heads picked at his body as their blood-coated wings spread his blood all around...
Y/n L/n or Zenin, laid out on the roof with a knife stuck in her head and a bullet lodged through her throat. Her e/c eyes were wide open as the blood started to pool into her eye sockets.
Her head cocked to the side as she held a note in her hand with her nephew's information written inside it, the grouts on the roof collected the blood and started to drip onto the back patio where meetings were being held.
Suguru Geto laid in the temple where Riko Amanai was shot and killed by a member of the Star Religious group, Toji Zenin or Fushiguro.
His blood was scattered around the floors and walls since he was fighting against him but none of his attacks worked.
Toji and Shui stood outside talking until the male decided to take his leave. The male walked down the stairs and was suddenly hit with the sun blinding him.
He covered his eyes and noticed someone standing before him with a weird smile. Their bloodshot eyes stared into his making him furrow his brows in confusion.
It was Satoru Gojo, standing in front of him.
How was this kid still alive...
"Hey there...remember me?" He whispers while staring the male down like a crackhead on the streets. Toji furrowed his brow and looked the boy up and down.
