A player in Jujutsu Kaisen

Igris Loyalty {84}

The being's words hung in the air, each revelation adding another layer of complexity to Kenzo's understanding. As the figure approached, its form shifting to resemble those familiar to Kenzo, a profound sense of disorientation settled over him.

"You could live in this world forever if you wanted to. It would be like never waking up from a happy dream," the being declared, its voice a haunting melody in the air. Kenzo, still grappling with the surreal nature of the situation, questioned its motives.

"So, what do you want? Me to stay in this world that you created?" Kenzo's gaze remained fixed on the being, awaiting an explanation.

"No... I didn't create this world; you did," the being asserted, adopting the appearance of Inumaki. Kenzo's confusion deepened, a mixture of realization and uncertainty playing on his features.

"I created this world?" Kenzo repeated, a note of bewilderment in his voice.

"Your desire to fix your mistake, along with my power, created this world. This is my domain," the being explained, its form now resembling Maki, walking past Kenzo with an air of detached inevitability.

"This is eternal slumber," it declared, transforming into Sukuna.

"This place is death," the being continued, taking on the appearance of Utahime. The weight of the revelations hung heavily in the air as Kenzo grappled with the implications of his own desires intertwining with the power of this mysterious entity, giving birth to a world that blurred the lines between dream and reality.

"Even though you were very close to death's door on multiple occasions, you still wanted to live," the being intoned, its voice now a reflection of Kenzo's own. The recounting of Kenzo's tumultuous journey, marked by tragedies and hardships, laid bare the resilience that had defined his existence.

"Death chased you down since you were born, and yet you lived. Your mom died while in the middle of giving birth to you, yet you survived. Your father died in car crashes, and even if you were in the front seat, you survived as well. At a young age, you were forced to raise yourself, and yet you still continue to live. You never gave up and continued to want to live," the being declared, each statement carving a testament to Kenzo's unyielding spirit.

"I am the record of your struggle, the evidence of your endurance, and the reward to your struggle. I am also death, eternal slumber in terror... I am you," the being concluded, its words resonating with a profound and eerie truth.

As the being revealed its final form, taking on the appearance of Kenzo and standing directly in front of him, the weight of its words settled heavily on his shoulders. The echoes of a life marred by brushes with death, losses, and the unyielding struggle to survive reverberated through the room.

Kenzo stood face to face with his own reflection, not in a mirror, but in a manifestation of his own experiences and desires.

"Within my domain, you are free to do whatever you want. You can give life and take it away," the being declared, its voice echoing through the space. As it spoke, the atmosphere shifted, and before Kenzo's eyes, a tree materialized, its branches reaching out with vibrant life. Yet, just as swiftly as it appeared, the being made the tree vanish, leaving only the residual echoes of its transient existence.

Kenzo, standing at the nexus of this ethereal realm, felt the weight of the newfound power and freedom offered within this domain. The ability to shape reality, to create and destroy at will, danced before him like an intoxicating promise.

"So, you're saying we have the same power?" Kenzo questioned, his eyes narrowing as he observed the being. In response, the entity took on the appearance of Maki, and a sense of familiarity tinged with anticipation lingered in the air.