|POLARITY| Gojo Satoru x Reader

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Tw listed at the end of the chapter :)

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Gojo's POV

I know I have never been an example in morality, but still. I should at least feel uncomfortable for constantly reminding myself I shouldn't grin in a situation like this. But how could I not; the tought of the elders sitting in the next room, unaware of what awaits them thrills me. 

There is also... that. 

I almost didn't want to leave the house this morning. 

She slept in, probably because of how much she cried last night. When I woke up and noticed she was still settled against my chest, I got the same feeling you get when a cat sits on your lap, too scared to move in case she'd suddenly slip from my hands. I thought I was going to stay awake the whole night with her being so close to me, but I was wrong, I got the best sleep I've had in months.

It's not like I wanted to leave her 30 minutes ago either. I can still see her eyes like they were in front of me, looking up at me as she asked me to "please come back soon."  Not realizing she just ripped months of my plans to shreds. I was going to make sure their last moments would be full of regret, pain. But now I want to get it over with.

Will she be happy with me then, will she finally be comfortable?

I commanded Y/n for the first time tonight. I can't believe they were dumb enough to give me authority over her for as long as she stays in my apartment. Greed can really cloud the mind. The vow, according to Y/n, can only be overruled by someone with higher cursed energy than me. I don't think anyone could even come close in that department. "Don't leave the apartment unless the danger is inside. Don't pick up the phone. Don't take off the headphones or pause the white noise playing." That is the command she is under. Megumi is guarding the outside of the apartment with instructions to call me if anything seems suspicious.

She has me wrapped around her finger; she just hasn't realized that yet. But once I can no longer command her, she'll definitely find out. God, I think my cheeks hurt. I shouldn't be smiling right now. It's borderline psychotic how happy I am. But I can't help it, not when she spent the night leaning against me.

I really shouldn't think about it right now. I should focus.

"You may come in, Gojo," As soon as I stand up Ijichi guides me inside the room, closing the doors behind me. My eyes scan the room; they really came. No one ratted me out.

There are eight of them here. How convenient.

"Gojo Satoru, you seem to be in a good mood, is it because of her?" A man's voice breaks the silence. His laugh threateing the integrity of the remains I'll send to his family. "She must have satisfied-" His words get caught in his chest the moment I stop focusing on limiting my energy, its almost spilling over, creating an aura around me. This bloodthirst could probably be felt by people that don't hold cursed energy with it's intensity.

 I didn't think they would be this shameless. What a quick way of spoiling my mood.

 I take a step forward and thrive in the way I can hear them stop breathing.

"Blue." The wall between us goes away, revealing his terrified expression. There is no way such this weak old man has caused me so much trouble.

I can feel my smile widen. "Why did you stop talking?" His terrified look doesn't leave. "Finish that sentence."

His throat moves up as he gulps, not daring to answer. The sound of someone moving behind me makes my hand twitch.

"If anyone moves, I'll make sure it will be the last thing they'll ever do." I don't think I can recognize my voice, not when it has this sharp edge to it. 

The silence in the room answers me.

"Good thinking." I remove my blindfold, the sheerness finally out of my way as I see him. My hand goes around his neck, feeling the beat of his veins on my fingers as I tighten the hold. "I asked, why did you stop talking?" I grin at the look he has on his face right now. Yes... This is how it should be, the way he looks up at me feels good. My grip tightens more, the color of his skin soon reddening as his eyes turn bloodshot. I can feel him try to gasp against my hand. It won't work, idiot; you should just die. This is taking too long. I look behind me to find the elders hiding behind their screens, trembling like the pathetic old fucks they are.

"You are all just gonna watch?" I use my blue to move the screens away. Most of them are holding their phones; help might come. But it won't help you. I let go of the neck when I no longer feel a pulse against my grip. The lifeless body falls to the ground. "I am getting bored of this..."

My hand goes up as they cover themselves like that is going to help them. "Domain expansion; Infinite Void."

The space between us extends inside my domain. The feeling of time getting altered is strong, it feels like pressure on my head, threatening to crush me and everyone inside. The only difference is that I'm too strong for that to actually damage me. They are all frozen, unable to move. By now most of their minds are probably blank. Do I kill them all or do I leave them like vegetables?

Maybe she would like to see their hearts beating for no point.

No... She would probably go visit them often. I don't want her to dwell on it too long.

I want her to know they will never, ever come back. I take a step closer to their frozen state, my hand going to the first neck. "I will find each of you in hell, so don't think this is the end." I go one by one, twisting their necks, severing their nerves with each cracking noise. Some of them are still conscious. How surprising.

When a neck is broken, you don't instantly die. The connection between the brain and body is severed, but your consciousness remains. The thing that changes is the fact your lungs stop expanding as your diaphragm no longer responds to your brain. The best part? Your heart doesn't need the brain to tell it what to do, it has its own regulation, so it keeps beating.  You can still see and hear as you slowly run out of oxygen . It's said you can stay that way for a couple of minutes. 

The domain closes, and I crouch to the only one who remains alive and conscious. "These are the last seconds of your life." I move his head back. "The next stop is your house..." His eyes widen. I don't care that this is a lie. "Your wife, your two sons. They are next... They will face a worse fate than you..." The tear that goes down from his eye makes me feel I did a good job.

I stand up, looking at the lifeless bodies scattered around the floor. Only six to go. I take one of the unlocked phones. They were asking for help on the sorcerers community page, really? They think anyone would actually come help them. My hands type.

6:09 PM Gojo Satoru is reveling; join him or face him.

It sounded cooler in my head. 

Omniscient POV 

Gojo Satoru went on a hunt raiding their homes, private airports and heliports, of course he found them, killing them and anyone who dared try to stop him. Finding every single person present during her birth. Only one remained, the one he gave more time to try to escape. The cherry on top of the night.

He has been watching him with amuzement for some minutes.;just to record it on his brain properly, the idiotic way he slips as he runs, the desperate way he looks behind him hoping to not see his form already there,  hope of escaping evident in his flee.

Death tally: 22

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Tw: graphic violence, choking and not the consented type¿¿ suffocation, neck stuff. Death.

They are finally gone. writting this was a challenge but I hope it gojos properly.

I wrote this in class. I hope no one thinks im a psycho now.

It's almost valentines :)) <3