Reincarnation... Going north or south... Heaven or Hell...

All of those ideas seem like fiction humans designed to have a hope of knowing what would happen after death. With Hana Kurusu and Angel - surely there's a Heaven, at least? With Jin Itadori - surely reincarnation is plausible? But, no. Reincarnation is selective - only coming to those who were designed to reincarnate. There's no purpose for those not destined to. There's no consequence for what anyone's been through - just a singular realm where the souls are left to roam.

It's currently 24th December 2018. Right after the death of Satoru Gojo - yet he's been lying if he said it wasn't a relief. Even with the brief disappointment that the scene he experienced in the airport was but a dream - transition between life and death.

Whether he liked it or not, he was subject to all sorts of objectification, sexualisation, and even infantilisation. No matter how many people stood beside him - it was as if he was always alone; isolated. Perhaps that's what his infinity represents - being unable to truly get close to someone. There was even times where he thought of himself as less than human - not human nor creature. The line in-between. A blurred one within the society, which is Jujutsu Sorcery.

Every story told him he would die - from the list of Six Eyes users killed off by Kenjaku to the Six Eyes user killed by a Ten Shadow user. Alongside that, he was hoping for it, if he's honest. Being shut in a box for mentally ten years (or more) and then coming out, finding out people you cared about died, that people are seeing you as a traitor, scheduling a fight with Ryomen Sukuna, and being asked for permission to have his body used as the weapon he is after death by Yuta Okkotsu? Yeah, he allowed it, but it doesn't mean he was a weapon to be preserved and not buried.

After all - every strongest is subject to the same fate; preservation. Satoru Gojo with the body hopping technique, Ryomen Sukuna as the cursed objects, and Hajime Kashimo as a cursed object (yet, willingly for him).

Satoru Gojo: Sitting at the edge of a cliff, his infinity is flared. Eyes narrowed yet relaxed - as siren eyes - gazing off into the distance of the crimson and amber skies. His eyes - sclera to irises - are inky black. A testament to his death. Other people are here, yet he hasn't made his presence known. Nor is he planning to - a lonely life with people hurts more than an afterlife without people. Hell, it's even relaxing - no calls, no interruptions or anything.. Wearing white, baggy cargo jeans alongside his black compression shirt and sneakers. His white hair is slightly longer - in a white, straight mullet. There are black and white bandages across his arms - covering his injuries, coloured for the aesthetic. His nails are black, too. A chain earring on one ear and a safety pin bracelet on. Cursed markings across his skin beneath the clothing - six animated neon blue eyes vertically on his pecs, closed until he activates his technique. Not visible. A black infinity-shaped halo swirls above his head. "..."