Morning came too slow for Gojo, after the old man had left, he remained seated on the rooftop watching the start night sky turn bright, the moon being prepared by the star of the world. He pushed himself to his feet, his arms by his side.
"You will never save them all"
His hands clenched into fists, nails digging into his flesh, knuckles turning white and whispered to himself.
Gojo: Why not?
"Why should you?"
A voice spoke up out loud, he felt the muscles of his cheek split painfully but he did not flinch. A mouth formed on the left side of his face.
Gojo: Because they can be of use to me.
"Is it a facade to try and save them? You can try to hide it under those words-"
He took a deep breath, feeling the chill of the air in his lungs, the blood flowing through his veins, the tension and relaxation of his muscles, the cursed energy and magic flowing through his body.
Gojo: Shut up.
He whispered back and a silence followed, the voice did not give a reply or make a snarky comment, only the silence of the morning. Gojo turned around and left the rooftop.
...He had work to do.
=]O[=
The morning for the group had been...heavy, the revelation from last night. The mode was sombre, even the fresh chill of the day seemed to only add to that frustration. Rika helped Alice get dressed as Shizuka entered the room, freshly showered only covered by a towel, that was straining at its limits. She rubbed her eyes eyes still feeling sleepy despite having freshened up. Rika rolled her eyes, where she had a habit of getting up early, Shizuka was a lazy bunny. She smiled at Alice who smiled back at her and rushed out of the room to look for her puppy.
Shizuka: Why did you wake me up so early?~
The former nurse groaned and complained as she moved towards the bed, trying to sneak in a nap. Suddenly Rika slapped her on her exposed back, making Shizuka jump and yelp in pain.
Shizuka: Why did you slap me?!
She shouted and tried to smooth the stinging pain on her back, a red slap mark was visible in the middle of her back. Rika huffed and crossed her arms.
Rika: Now you don't need the bed, you're awake now.
Shizuka groaned in pain and wept slightly in pain and had her nap taken away. She pouted and looked away from Rika, making the purple-haired woman sigh. She had known Shizuka for decades and knew that despite what was going on, the blonde would be up and cheerful as always. She reached down and picked up a duffle bag filled with guns. She needed to get the guns cleaned up, it shouldn't take long.
Rika: Get ready, we don't want to miss breakfast.
She told the blonde as she closed the door behind her.
=]O[=
Just as Rika entered the garage the smell of various oils and other things hit her in the face. Her eyes landed on her Humvee parked inside, she looked down to see a pair of legs sticking out of under the jeep.
Gojo: Don't.
A familiar voice warned her. Silently, Rika put her foot back down as she was about to kick and see who was mingling with her car.
Rika: What?
Gojo: Don't try playing dumb, I know you were going to kick my legs.
Rika: I don't know what you are talking about.

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Cursed Sorcerer King Of The Arcana
Fiksi PenggemarA 16-year-old boy with no memories about his past other than power and techniques, he is later adopted by a mage who finds the boy talented in magic arts. 3 years later on a late night, a stranger visits when his teacher is on a trip little did he k...