Fanning a Dying Flame

Their final moment was quiet. Desperation looked misplaced on the curse's face, and Yuuji couldn't hide the irony on his face. Yuuji carefully sat at the foot of Sukuna's throne and asked, "Where do we go once we die?" "Nowhere. We fade away. Forgotten by the next hundred." His hands trembled as his nails left marks on his skin. "Oh…. That doesn't sound so bad."