|POLARITY| Gojo Satoru x Reader

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Sukuna's POV

This cycle is slowly rotting me. Having to see them, not being able to make him regret ever taking her from me. I don't care if I have to teach her a lesson for the next millennia. I will curse my body and come back for her every single time she is born. I won't stop killing her until her fear and the sight of the six-eyed freak are so merged together in her soul that she'll tremble just from the sight of him.

It's not my fault she dies; it's her own. All she has to do is repent for ever thinking she could exist without me.

They must have found the script I left behind by now. If God didn't want me to alter it, maybe he shouldn't have left it under our noses. I replaced it after I killed her all those years ago. The script might be a fallacy, but who said I could not condemn them for their sins?

Bonded to regain equilibrium?

No.

Im the king of curses. I tip the scales as I please.

Satoru being expelled casted me. I'm his shadow, your other path, one that God created to hunt him down.

Doesn't that mean it is us that must find each other?

You'll understand.

I'm the answer, y/n.

Watching her from such a measly body, one I have no control over, is humiliating. I hate not being able to look away as she parades around with him. Her eyes the same,  always so innocent, so corruptible, so easy to get them filled with tears. I can feel my eyes wander down as his hand goes to her waist...

I'll cut that one off first.

Gojo holds her back when she points my way, but in the end, she doesnt listen as she walks my way. He will learn too, he will know what happens when you take someothing that isn't yours. I almost want to manifest in Itadori's body just so I can look at her like I used to back then, so I can make her pay for choosing a weakling like him over me.

He could never compare to me.

"It'll be just a minute." Her voice reaches me as she comes closer. I love the way she moves his hand away.

"Y/n?" Yuji's voice makes me boil with humiliation.

If only I could take over, to see her eyes look up at me with that fear that always makes me shiver.

"Yuji, can I talk to him?" Her hands play with the hem of her shirt, and I have to hold back from telling her just how much I know her little habits.

She is still the woman I married. Maybe it was a thousand years ago, but I never died; our union remains.

 I make my way through his skin. "Looking for me?" I don't want her to see me like this... but I cannot deny her.

"Keibetsu..." I feel my energy rushing out of me, my name being murmured by her lips shakes my soul awake.

My name...

She remembers my name?

"What did you say?" My energy manifests as I look at her; Yuji fights me, but I can feel my soul gain back some control. Not enough to move his body at will, but enough for me to be the presenting face. I open my eyes in his body, blessed by her widening eyes as she takes a step back. I can feel the kid fight for dominance. I don't think he can win right now, not when she called the name no one has uttered in the last thousand years. "Say it.."