his fantasy became true, finally. he and his crew managed to get rid of every non-sorcerer roaming around the world; sure, it did take a few years and losing satoru as the best of his friends, but at least he has a good reason when he soon shows up again, apologising. putting any arrogance and cockiness aside, he just wanted to protect him, so he can just be satoru with no title such as the strongest. so he could be a human, a person with feelings who is not used as a weapon to protect those monkeys. excluding gojo, there's you who he thought about all those ten years— his high school sweetheart, another one of his reasons to live once he had fallen into a state of depression. and he wasn't letting you go, never will, even if he'd be dead while trying to find you, you needed to be by his side so he can rest peacefully.

—"so, will you be able to forgive me then? i mean, you definitely should, i have a wonderful argument for my absence," suguru uttered, voice tinged with some twisted sense of sarcasm while his purple eyes stayed all the while on yours; with you, he let the glint of vulnerability shine through. —"but seriously, i wanted to help. to help you and satoru, it was never meant as something malicious. i even murdered miguel and manami, i knew they got far too invested in the deal of killing others. couldn't have you threatened by them," geto explained thoroughly, his tone now more careful as his fingers slowly reached forward, desperate to have your mercy upon him. he truly loved you and wanted you to be safe, even if it meant being seen as a curse user for a decade.