Blood

Blood, blood everywhere, a head in your hand from the innocent man you just murdered, not even flinching after you did so, he deserved it, for being lowly and weak, that was your belief, you hated non-sorcerer's, you killed them, and here you are, blood on your hands, and your best friend, Gojo, is still trying to change your mind, to stop you from killing those monkeys, those worms, you here his desperate shouts, he wouldn't cry, he never cries, right?

"Don't you think killing those who you were meant to protect is too much! Stop this foolishness!"

You wiped the blood from your hands, it was just him, and you, you killed everyone else anyways because they couldn't use cursed energy, those monkeys...