Whispers of a forgotten past. (A Gojo satoru x geto suguro x reader fanfic)

trapped here. I'm not a fighter

What... what is going on?" I cried out, my voice echoing in space. The pounding in my head persisted, and my stomach churned with unease. . I struggled to push myself up, my palms pressing against the cold ground and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. Clutching my head, I took deep breaths in an attempt to steady myself.

The memories of the shifting scenes and encounters with Tatsuya and Shoko felt like distant echoes, leaving me disoriented and bewildered. But now, as I looked around, I realized I was alone inside the barrier. The towering building that had been part of my visions stood before me, a haunting reminder of the surreal experiences I had just lived through.

As I attempted to collect my thoughts, my mind raced with questions. What had just happened? Were those experiences real or some kind of elaborate illusion? And most importantly, where was Shoko?

I slowly pushed myself to my feet, my legs unsteady beneath me. I took a cautious step forward, my heart pounding with a mix of anxiety and determination. The building's entrance beckoned, and with a deep breath, I approached it.

The door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit interior that sent shivers down my spine. The air felt heavy, charged with an unexplainable energy that made the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. Each step I took echoed in the silence, reverberating through the corridors that seemed to stretch endlessly.

After what felt like an eternity of navigating the eerie corridors, I finally reached shoko.

My heart raced as I stood before her, the weight of the situation sinking in. Shoko was not the projection I had encountered in my visions; she was real, and she was in danger. Her eyes held a mix of fear and vulnerability, and it was clear that she needed my help.

"Shoko," I said, my voice shaky but resolute. "What's happening? Why are you here?"

Shoko took a deep breath, her fingers gripping the edges of her coat nervously. "I came here looking for a cursed object, but things went wrong. I encountered Sukuna's finger within a curse, and I ended up trapped here. I'm not a fighter, Yn. I didn't know how to defend myself."

My heart ached for her, and I could see the fear in her eyes. Without hesitation, I stepped closer to her. "Don't worry, Shoko. I'm here now, and we'll figure this out together."

She looked at me with a mixture of gratitude and relief. "Thank you, Yn. I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't come."

We need to find a way to get you out of here," I said, scanning our surroundings. Shoko's face suddenly twisted with fear, and she pointed behind me. Panic engulfed me as I turned to see what she was pointing at.

It was the curse—the same curse that had trapped Shoko here. Its malevolent presence filled the room, and the air seemed to grow heavy with its darkness. Without a second thought, I grabbed Shoko's hand and pulled her away from the curse's reach.

"The curse is coming!" Shoko's voice trembled as she warned me.

"We need to get out of here!" I shouted, my heart pounding in my chest. Adrenaline surged through me as I rushed towards the door, Shoko's hand firmly in mine. The curse followed closely behind, its ominous presence threatening to swallow us whole.

We burst out of the room and into the corridor, the curse's aura still trailing behind us. Fear gripped me as I realized that we needed a plan, and fast. My mind raced, searching for a solution that would keep us safe from the curse's clutches.
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