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It was empty.
It was silent.
The space that once held many buildings was now reduced to a flattened wasteland that only held little spots where light could never touch. The ground curved inward like something had folded the earth itself.
“So is this the place?” Gojo said, hands in his pockets as he stepped over a cracked stone path.
Beside him, Geto frowned at the warped landscape.
“They said a curse wiped out the whole clan.”
Gojo tilted his head, staring at the strange distortions in the air.
“...Yeah.”
“But curses don’t usually leave marks like this.”
The two separated to scan the area. There were few pieces that littered the area, but not all of them made sense.
Gojo wandered off, taking in every detail: walls cut off, lanterns hanging mid air, the ground curving inward to one point.
All curving to you.
The Vessel of the Abyss.

amelia_g_12 (Guest) on Chapter 1 Wed 06 May 2026 08:12AM UTC
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