idk bro gimme a break

The strongest

Gojo Satoru

The man who held the world in his palm, acting like a jester god who does what he pleases and has his own variety of judgment when it comes to what's right and wrong.

Not that he knew that, no. If it's said in his words "Oh, me? Yeah, I'm the strongest one out here! But of course I can't do shit if you somehow stepped on a literal shit or something" Though he's strong, it doesn't mean unluckiness is something he can escape from. His power has limitations.

And did he mention? He died.

Very cool, right?

Not really, but damn. To think he's no longer the strongest, what's left for him to believe?

If he's not the strongest, then who is he?

"Are you the strongest because you're Gojo Satoru, or are you Gojo Satoru because you're the strongest?"

As much as he hates to admit it. Geto's words made sense now.

Damn that bastard.

After dying from Sukuna's hands, like any other people, he simply vanished. There's nothing much into it, really. He come face to face with the daming reality nothing happens after death. Flashbacks? Reels? Anything? None of them. Just pitch black scenery with no room to move.

He doesn't truly know how many days has passed nor does he care.

Does he miss anything?

Not really.

Apart from feeling annoyed with thatsmug bastard taking his title as the strongest, he also felt relieved. Tons of unsaid burden was shaken off his shoulders. In the end, what truly matters is nothing. His death is for the best, it's the living proof he is still human who's flawed. And knowing that is, enough for Gojo Satoru.

"Oi oi" which entails us to this situation "Are you dead or just playing dead? Look Gin-san! This man looks straight out of the comics you were reading yesterday" Hah... hearing voices after death, is the concept of being insane still applies to this plane?

"Don't remind me of that bullshit! They killed off Gin-san in that manga, good thing my mangaka loves me" What is he saying? What the hell is happening?

"He has a blindfold, is he blind?"

"Seems like it"

"Ya ya, Patsuan-san, dump the body in the river or something"

"Eh?! That's a crime Gin-san! What if he's still alive?"

Silence, then in a whim, this 'Gin-san spoke again "Then he should get up on his own"

"You're so mean, Gin-san"

"Look kid, we have a job to do. He clearly has no money or anything. Aiding him will not give us profit, so just leave that poor homeless bastard alone-"

Gojo decided to sit up straight.

Which felt weird, because, he's supposed to be dead yet here he is. Moving a body with his own consciousness.

His blindfold went loose. He didn't feel any severe headache over taking his mind, there isn't a tinge of information suddenly bombarding his brain. His eyes simply saw an empty worn out train station.

His six eyes disappeared.

"Oh! He's awake!" Exclaimed by a boy with glasses.

"Woahhh! Look at his eyes! It's so blue!" An awestruck compliment by a little girl in red.

When Gojo glanced up, he met a pair of irritated red eyes.

The stranger rose his right brow then let out a defeated sigh "You, what's your name?" He asked

"Uh... Satoru"

Gojo isn't sure how to take this.

He sounds alive. He feels alive. But he was dead.

"Don't tell me you're actually Gojo Satoru" The stranger, who he assumes to be 'Gin-san' said in a nervous manner.

His round eyes met the stranger's dead fish ones. He tilted his head and blinked "I am"

"Eh?"

"Eh?"

"Ehhh??!?!?" Gin-san moved several steps away from him and started pointing at him. He kept muttering unaudible stuffs, which makes Gojo want to know why the hell is he acting this way.

"How do you know my name?"

"Who wouldn't know your name! You were in tabloids! Everywhere! You died! Are you- are you a ghost?!?!"

>scenario fic lolol