It was October 31st. Shibuya was in chaos. The veils had fallen both aboveground and in the underground station, trapping thousands of non-sorcerers. The sorcerer teams had split up to face the threat, but you were at the heart of the hell, on sublevel 5 of the station, alongside Gojo Satoru.

The pressure was indescribable. From the darkness, Choso, Hanami, and Jogo appeared. They used the civilians as shields, forcing Gojo to fight cautiously. You helped however you could, keeping Jogo and Choso distracted while Gojo dominated the field with his power. With coldness and precision, he killed Hanami without hesitation.

Jogo roared, Choso attacked with rage, but then the train arrived. Not just any train. The doors opened, and hundreds of modified humans descended like a plague upon the station. Mahito descended as if it were a stage set for his horror show. He used his Curse Technique to direct the modified humans toward the innocent, hoping to force Gojo to stop… or to sacrifice the civilians.

But Gojo didn't hesitate. He activated his Domain: Immeasurable Void, which stopped time, killing the modified humans in 0.2 seconds. You could barely stand against that colossal energy. Gojo was breathing heavily, and then he saw it.

A small wooden box appeared in front of him. The Kingdom Prison. The box opened and extended, preparing to trap Gojo, who took a step back, but then Kenjaku, in Suguru Geto's body, emerged behind him.

Kenjaku: "Hello... Satoru," he said with a calm smile.

Gojo turned around to look at him, at his friend he had killed a year ago.

Gojo: "What?" he said, confused.

Kenjaku: "How have you been?"

That made Gojo distracted from the Realm Prison trapping him. Without thinking, you threw yourself between them.

The energy of the Realm Prison trapped you. Your hands were forced behind your back as you were on your knees by the curse that sealed everything.

Gojo: "No! What are you doing?!" He shouted, approaching.

You: "Go away, Gojo! You're the target! If you fall, it's all over!" You yelled at him, your voice cracked, but firm.

He hesitated. For the first time in years, the strongest man in the world hesitated. He saw you... knowing you were telling the truth. He clenched his fists. And he turned around.

He ran through the tunnels, jaw clenched, as if leaving you was the worst decision of his life. Now, you were standing in front of Kenjaku, waiting for him to say something or seal you in the Kingdom Prison.