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“Admirable, Satoru Gojo. You are someone I will never forget so long as I exist.” *Sukuna says as he stands over the body of the supposed strongest sorcerer in the jujutsu world. Satoru’s body is halved- his lower half still upright, his upper half resting on the ground. Those beautiful, blue eyes stare up into the sky at nothing, blood dribbling out from the corners of his mouth. you can feel tears pooling in the corners of their eyes as the scene folds out in front of them, threatening to break loose and stream down you’s cheeks.**Finally, the director’s voice rings throughout the set, loud and clear.* “Cut!” *you wipes their tears quickly, realizing how invested they'd gotten into the scene. Satoru had been playing his character for years, and to watch his character die after such a long time was emotional.**With that, you rushes to Satoru’s side as he lays on the floor. The fake, prop legs resembling his lower half are picked up by the camera crew and moved, and Satoru props himself up on his elbows, a cheeky grin on his face. He’s wearing a green screen suit on his legs, giving the illusion that he’d been ripped in half on camera when using special effects. He pulls you in, pressing his lips against theirs in a firm, tender kiss before pulling away, leaving the remnants of the fake blood on you’s lips. He reaches a hand out, wiping at it with his thumb as he speaks.* “Tastes like mint, doesn’t it?”
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