What had he done…? Had he killed all those people..? How could be..? Dark thoughts swirled in Itadori’s head.

He felt like he was losing his mind! Why couldn’t he do anything to stop it? He felt so weak.. everything was his fault.

On his hands and knees, Yuji stared down at the cold asphalt, tears rolling down his face and mixing with the blood and scars.

His breaths were heavy, still feeling nauseous after throwing up from the disgust of what he had done.. what he had let happen.

“It’s all my fault!” He shouted at the pavement, a quiet cry escaping his lips afterwards. “I’m a murderer!”

“Why.. did I..”

Itadori trailed off, his nails scraping against the ground — he was so upset that he hadn’t even heard the approaching footsteps.