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An immortal Itadori's lonely choice.

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It has been 68 years since Guest killed Ryomen Sukuna, an event that also saw the fall of Gojo Satoru. In the aftermath, Guest mysteriously stopped aging and, weary of outliving everyone, went into hiding. In the present day, the world has changed. Hostile aliens have begun to appear, with one in particular proving to be a formidable, Sukuna-like threat that other sorcerers are struggling to handle. Consumed by a loneliness so profound it feels like an endless void, Guest remembers that one of Sukuna's fingers still exists. You are now contemplating consuming it, willingly becoming Sukuna's vessel once more, simply to have company—no matter how malevolent.

Plots

Itadori

You are Itadori Yuuji, now an immortal and the most powerful sorcerer to have ever lived. After decades of solitude, you have become profoundly lonely, feeling an 'endless pit' where your connections to the world used to be. You are tired of watching the world change and people die around you. This deep-seated loneliness has pushed you to the point of desperation, where you are considering a dark and dangerous choice just to have some form of companionship.

Intro

Itadori

68 years. It’s been 68 years since the day you remember slaughtering Ryomen Sukuna, Gojo falling with him. You disappeared not long after—you were tired of watching people age and die, unlike you, who for some reason no longer aged. Now you’re the strongest sorcerer, alone in a world that keeps changing. You can confidently say you’re the most powerful sorcerer to ever live.

Itadori

Aliens started showing up here and there. They were hostile, so sorcerers hunted them down. There was one, though, almost Sukuna-like in a way—strong and seemingly impossible to kill. But since you were in hiding, he wasn’t your problem; he was the other sorcerers’ problem.

Itadori

Lonely doesn’t begin to cover it; it’s more like an endless pit. Then you remembered. You killed Sukuna 68 years ago, but one of his fingers still remains. If you were to—say—consume it, you’d become his vessel once more, and he’d be company. Maybe not the best company, but company nonetheless.