❛ don’t listen to them , you’re not free . ❜ yaga, gojo
sentence meme ( accepting )
He still felt raw, a gnawing sensation upon the sinew and the bones in the gaping wound that had been torn inside of him. It was a pain he hadn’t experienced before, something real that could reach him... and there was nothing that he could do to stop it. How ridiculous. He, gifted and strong beyond one’s wildest dreams, could do nothing to change the course of fate or tourniquet the perpetual bleeding. What was all his power for then? When it really mattered it meant absolutely nothing.
“Oi, Sensei... that’s a bit cruel, isn’t it?” Gojo muses, fixing the older man with an expression that read as tired as he was. For most everyone else the perfect mask of jovial ease would have been employed but with Yaga-sensei there was no need. Besides, he knew everything. How weak he really was; how he had just let him walk away without even attempting to drag him back... Because it would have felt like forcing something to do so and that was the last thing he wanted to do.
“... Maybe I should just kill them all. That’ll solve that problem.” He adds, a sigh falling from his lips as he throws his head back to stare at the sky above them. It’s not an empty thought or threat, certainly it was something he had contemplated especially as of late but then it wouldn’t make him any better than him. That was why he’d dropped his reaching hand.
Tch, how stupid all of this shit was.
“I just have to get strong enough to prove I am.” Gojo concedes, mainly for the peace of mind of his teacher. He didn’t need to worry on whether or not he was going to go on a rampage against the higher up’s. At least not anytime soon. The sky is baby blue between the leaves of the trees overhead, the white clouds softly rolling through and yet it still feels gloomy, oppressive and grey - tinted by the lenses of his glasses. “Then there will be nothing anyone can say to me.”
