The Honored One

The Aftermath

The flash of light was absorbed by the darkness, as vision was restored to the area. There, stood a man who had nothing but a face of regret. The chain dropped from his weak arms, falling to the ground with a cling. He moved his arm over to the left of his side, holding it at his waist as blood oozed out like a fountain. He took a deep breath, feeling the emptiness of the area, realizing it was truly over for him. He chuckled, looking on to the man ahead of him, Satoru. Gojo looked on with disappointment in his eyes, blankly staring ahead.

"Do you have any last words?" - He asked with caution.

The man lifted his face to meet him, blood now trickling from his own mouth. The crater behind him, from the impact of the attack, was wide open. He spat out blood from his mouth, raising his face to meet that of his rival's.

"My child is being sold to the Zenin clan." - He responded, and took a pause.

"Do with that information what you will." - He continued, before his face went down, his eyes blank.

Toji Fushiguro had died that day, as Satoru stood ahead. He nodded, before promptly taking himself to the place his son resided, ending the entire tale.