Abyssal Sovereignty.

11

"Satour, are you sure those three are gonna be alright on their first official mission together?" you ask, a hint of worry colouring your tone. You gracefully prop your right leg on top of your left, hand resting against your cheek, as you sit on your comfy couch. Your eyes, a captivating shade of e/c, slide over to Satour, who's about to settle in beside you.

"Relax, quit being so worried. They'll be fine. After all, they've had the two most capable people in the world teaching them these last few weeks. So, stop stressing, Y/n, and take this time to relax. I know I certainly am," Satoru reassures, lounging on your couch, casually crossing his long legs over the coffee table.

You let out a sigh, still a bit unconvinced. "Well, easy for you to say, Satoru. You're always so carefree about these things."

He grins, flashing a mischievous smile. "That's because I've got confidence in their abilities. Plus, it's a good chance for them to spread their wings and show us what they've learned."

You nod, though the worry still lingers in your eyes. "I just can't help but be a little anxious, you know?"

Understanding your sentiment, Satour replies back. "I get it, Y/n. But trust me, they're in good hands. And if anything goes south, well, you and me both know that we can handle anything that comes our way."
Sighing to yourself again, you reply, "I know."

Taking his lanky legs off your coffee table, Gojo turns to face you. He opts to rest his left arm behind your head on the edge of the couch, and his azure orbs find your alluring e/c eyes, making intense eye contact. His whole demeanor shifts from playful and relaxed to serious, but there's still a hint of relaxation in his expression.

As you also shift your posture and body to turn to face Gojo, your tempting lips drawn into a slight frown before you interject, "Save your breath, Gojo. I know exactly what you want to ask. It was just a matter of when you would ask, after all, it has been 13 years since then."

"After all this time of feigning indifference, you finally have the balls to ask what happened. This has certainly taken you long enough to ask, so I shall tell you the full story about what happened before along with what happened while I was dead and how I am still alive. After all, if anyone deserved to know, it most certainly is you, Satour."

"Now, the best way to show you is to really show you. So, do I have permission to use psyche veil on you?" you flatly ask, knowing without a doubt that he would say yes. After all, you were the only person in this world he trusts, a fact you both acknowledged, even if he would never admit how he truly felt.

Slowly dipping his handsome features into a nod, you then go to say.

"As this is a very personal experience, it will be vastly different from the other times I have entered the complexities that are your mind. You will be feeling everything I felt before and during the time I was dead, and you will also be able to think every thought I had then. If it ever does get overwhelming, let me know, and I'll stop showing you," you explain, making sure he understands the gravity of what he's about to experience.

"I've had more than enough time to metaphorically prepare for this, Y/n. I'm ready to see it all, so show me what really happened all those 13 years ago," Gojo responds with determination, a readiness in his eyes that mirrors the trust he has placed in you.

"Very well, if you feel you are ready, I shall show you then," you say, slightly dipping your head. As you bring it back up, you stare at Gojo's azure orbs with your own e/c orbs, which are now beginning to faintly glow.

Just as Gojo lowers his Limitless, your delicate, soft hand makes contact with his forehead just above where his sunglasses are resting. The world slowly fades away, giving way to Gojo's subconscious as you numbly mutter, "Psyche Veil."