You stood in the midst of the blinding white walls of the Time Vessel Association's headquarters, feeling a mixture of shock and disgust at the sight before you. The haunting smiles on the faces of the brainwashed association members, applauding the end of a young girl's life, sent shivers down your spine. This was who you were supposed to be fighting to protect? It felt like a sickening fever dream.

As you surveyed the scene, your gaze fell upon the figure of Satoru Gojo, alive and well, already in possession of Riko's body. You couldn't help but feel a pang of surprise and confusion. You thought Gojo was dead. And how had Gojo managed to recover her body so swiftly?

In the midst of the deafening applause, Gojo's voice cut through the chaos, asking you, "Should we kill these guys?" It was a simple question, but one that carried weight in the tumultuous situation we found ourselves in.

You hesitated for a moment, your conviction wavering, before ultimately refusing. "It would be pointless," You replied, your voice firm despite the uncertainty gnawing at you. "The ones truly responsible have long fled."

As Gojo walked past you towards the door, you couldn't help but feel a sense of conflict brewing within you. You knew you couldn't condone mindless slaughter, even in the face of such abhorrent acts. But as Gojo posed another question, your resolve was put to the test once more.

"Does there really need to be any point to it?" Gojo's words hung in the air, challenging your beliefs to their core.

You clenched your fists, your mind racing with thoughts and doubts. But amidst the chaos and confusion, one thing remained clear to you. "It's very important that there is," You replied, your voice unwavering despite the turmoil within. "Especially for a jujutsu sorcerer."