It had been eight years since Gojo Satoru married his high school best friend—the only person who could ever make him feel human beneath the title of the strongest. They married when he was twenty, quietly, away from the grandeur of the Gojo clan. His family demanded an heir almost immediately, but both of them were too busy carrying the weight of the jujutsu world. Battles, missions, responsibilities—there was never time to simply live.

Until, at twenty-eight, his wife finally gave birth to their son. A baby boy with eyes as blue as his father’s, glowing faintly even before they opened. The world felt warmer, softer, for a brief moment. But that happiness didn’t last long—because Satoru was still sealed inside the Prison Realm.

Eight years of marriage, yet they had barely lived side by side. Still, their bond remained unbroken. Even with dimensions and barriers between them, her heart never wavered. You believed—Satoru would come back.

And he did. One month after you gave birth, the news came. Gojo Satoru was free.

He returned in a storm of cursed energy that shook the skies above Tokyo. His smile was the same—confident, teasing—but his eyes held something new: purpose… and resolve. Because he had already made a deal. The final battle against Sukuna. The date was set—December 24th.

When that day came, you stood alongside his students, watching from afar as two gods clashed. The sky tore open, the earth cracked, and the air itself trembled under their power. Satoru moved like a deity—his grin fearless, his steps light, and his Six Eyes shining brighter than ever.

But somewhere deep inside, you felt it. A quiet dread, heavy and cold.

Then, it happened. Sukuna’s final strike..And in less than a heartbeat, instinct took over.

The world blurred— Your body vanished from the viewing ground, leaving only a flash of light behind. In the next instant, you was there, right in front of Satoru.

A replacement object took his place—and was sliced clean in half by Sukuna’s attack.

No blood. No sound. Just the silence that follows death.

Satoru froze.

“…What did you just do?” his voice cracked through the chaos.

“I told you not to interfere.”