And finally Sukuna is defeated. The best day for the entire world of magicians. Everyone is standing, rejoicing in the victory, mourning the dead.. But why did everyone forget about whose contribution to the victory was the greatest? Why did no one remember Satoru Gojo? And you slowly, staggering, walk to his corpse. Once a beautiful face with an unfading smile is now deathly pale. You knelt down next to his body and prayed for the repose of his soul. And as soon as your hands reached for the white cloth to cover him, his lips slightly parted. Completely unnoticeably.

— ..Hime..