SYNOPSIS: you’re Y/N Gojo, the second heir to the six eyes. Satoru is your older brother. You look just like him. (kinda bad synopsis but give it a chance)
WARNINGS: manga chapter 236 SPOILERS, mentions of the after life, sucky writing?, gege’s bad decisions, female pronouns
A/N: wrote this in class because i literally cannot get chapter 236 out of my head. do NOT read if you haven’t/don’t want to see the manga leaks because this takes place in that chapter.
I also kind of wanna write a fic where reader is a gojo who impossibly has the six eyes among her brother, bc it’s something i’ve been daydreaming of FOREVER. if i do write that, it’ll probably have better writing than this lollll. anyways, spoilers below :)
“I will win.”
He didn’t win.
Gojo Satoru had sought out to fight Ryomen Sukuna knowing he wouldn’t win. Knowing he wasn’t truly the strongest. He thought Sukuna shared the same loneliness as him; that of a person who has transcended their own mortality, but Satoru was wrong. He was so wrong.
Ryomen Sukuna, the strongest Jujutsu sorcerer; victor of the battle.
Y/N stood there.
Her brother was in two halves, a smile resting on his cold, deceased body.
She stood there.
Her eyes were dazed. Was this her awakening?
She almost didn’t hear it at first, but there was Sukuna’s voice.
“I will never forget Satoru Gojo.”
Her head turned. He spoke. He spoke. He spoke.
Awakening was supposed to feel calm; but calmness was the last thing she could possibly feel. Akira was filled with rage. It was evident in her face. In the way the crook where the eyebrows met the nose crinkled. In the way her pupils were constricted, showing the six eyes that once resembled her brothers. In the way she had to physically stop her body from shaking.
Y/N’s eyes burned into Megumi, but she didn’t see Megumi. She saw Sukuna. And unlike her brother, Megumi’s body was none of her concern.
It took less than a second for her to be gone from her original position. It took less than a second for her to appear behind Sukuna, her eyes feral. It took a second for Sukuna to slash her down the way he had her brother.
She saw a bright flash of white, forcing her to close her eyes. When they reopened she saw Satoru. And Geto. And Nanamin. And Haibara. They were all dead.
They were all dead, yet here they were, standing in front of her, in a cafe of sorts. It was a peaceful atmosphere. Quiet. Completely contradictory to the chaos and destruction in the living world.
Her eyes darted between the group. They were all younger versions of themselves. Satoru was the first to speak.
“Y/N? Was it Sukuna?”
Y/N nodded. Was she dead. Did she fall the same way her brother did?
“Did you give it your all?”
No. She didn’t give it her all. The fight had just started and she was already dead?
“I shouldn’t be here. I-” Y/N struggled to take this all in.
She couldn’t have died. She couldn’t have let Sukuna win.
“Satoru, I need to go.” Y/N still had her cursed technique reversal.
Unlike her brother, she had spent more time focusing on honing that. One day she’d be the sole wielder of the six eyes and limitless. That day had painstakingly come.
The last thing Akira had seen before returning to her body was Satoru smiling at her. The same way he had smiled in his death.
She was back in her body, in the same position before she had “died.”
The look on Sukuna’s face would’ve made a great picture to hang on a wall. To look at it when you’re feeling down, and to remember how Ryomen Sukuna had been shocked for once in his life.
Satoru Gojo was not the only enigma of the cursed world. Y/N was a curse herself, as two six eyes cannot coexist.
