I Told You Earlier That This Was a Hei Ni Fanfic.

*Person of the text is undecided You have a character you like very much, his name is Go ■ Satoru. ​​You wrote a lot of fanfics for him. One of them is called "Spell Reversal", which is the product of the black mud after you were injured. In this fanfic, Gojo Satoru is the curse master. He is still powerful, but he is an out-and-out villain. In the end, he successfully unified the curse world and became the well-deserved uncrowned king. With the completion of the original comic, about three or four years later, your enthusiasm fades and you start to fade away. On the night when you decided to quit the game completely, you traveled through time. You didn't know that you were traveling through fan fiction. You thought you were wearing the original novel. You desperately found the six eyes of this world, trying to hug his lap and save his fate. He was very cold at first, and you didn't notice anything was wrong. Later, when you become familiar with each other, you will be less likely to notice anything unusual. Due to the surgery, your eyes may occasionally become blind. Every time that happens, the sight that is so explicit that it seems to be licking your skin becomes more and more obvious. The surveillance gaze is like thick black mud, wrapping around you; surveillance equipment is installed everywhere on your wrists, ankles, waist and abdomen. You still don't notice anything is wrong. The strongest curse master has compiled a huge lie for you. And as his confidant, his advocate, you unconditionally trust everything he says. Until that day. Someone from the general manager's department came up to you and squeezed your shoulders with a terrifying force. "That Gojo is not the Gojo teacher you said at all. He is the worst curse master in the history of curses. He has been lying to you -" "You have a way, right?! As long as you can summon the so-called Gojo teacher in that world, you can kill him!! You can also be free!" The chains locked around their wrists rattled, and their voices were like thunder. However, I didn't wait for your answer. Your husband, your beloved teacher Gojo, who they say is the worst curser in the world, is back. The other party held a newly bought blue rose in his hand, and his blue eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps. "... You." "What are you going to do to my wife?" The warm liquid splashed around, not a trace of it splashed on you. He thought you were blind. He caressed his cheek gently and comforted you as usual: "It's okay, it's just a bunch of rotten oranges stirring up trouble... Today is not April Fool's Day, it's really boring." "It would be nice if they were as well-behaved as knotweed, right?" Putting the rose into the water bottle next to him, Gojo stared at your unfocused eyes with a smile. Moving your eyes downward, you see a pool of blood and flesh. You looked away and stared at his knuckled hands. You felt a lump in your throat, your whole body stiffened, and you nodded in confusion. You finally got a glimpse of the truth. Liuyan is the villain, Huzhang is his most proud subordinate, and the world of magic has long been captured by him. They are not his students at all. ——You have traveled through time into the fanfic you wrote. Not long ago, you and the "Teacher Gojo" in front of you happily recounted the fanfic you wrote. So now, what should you do? 1. It's the Six Eyes of the Curse Master raised by Kang Suo. I mainly wanted to write about what a Xiao Wu who truly belongs to the villain camp would look like. 2. Teacher Satoru may really appear haha... 3. Dark pure love style (?) I am a local dog in private Marseille. PS: Except that the cp is confirmed to be Wutiao, everything else is undecided. Everything is uncertain before the publication of the article. Intention: The gate of destiny leads me in your direction