Darkness. Coldness. Loneliness. Badness....all at once when you stepped inside the Prison Realm.

You tried to free Gojo, your colleague,... but Kenjaku was already a step ahead.

You walked through the darkness. The only sound was your feet and the water underneath them. You felt Gojo's aura and walked toward it.

There you saw him... surrounded by skeletons, laying on ..nothing?

"Well, Kenjaku sure is collecting us like rare Pokémons...Hahahaha~" He said, nonchalant.