(Part of the inspiration comes from reading the file from scratch in Shenggu)
Gojo Satoru has always been the strongest, no matter when.
However, being the strongest does not mean being able to protect everyone.
The strongest may even be a constraint, causing him to have to carry everything forward and endure some things that he should not be allowed to endure.
But when he came out of the prison gate and found that everyone he cared about was gone...
The strongest one went berserk.
What's the use of being the strongest? No one you want to protect is gone.
So what's the point of being the strongest?
The powerful power sublimates the communication space, and Gojo Satoru accidentally returns to the day of the "Bitter Summer" when he was eighteen years old.
Seeing the deep fatigue on the face of his best friend at the same time, Gojo Satoru did not hesitate to try to win him back by defeating and acting coquettishly, but in the end, Xia Youjie left due to Ku Xia's many calculations that year.
The strongest is not omnipotent, he once again felt this deeply.
Calculation, if you know it, you may not be able to completely avoid it?
Ever since he was a child, he has been able to easily solve most problems with the strongest method, but there are just a few things that he cannot solve, which makes him a complete defeat.
…
Fortunately, there is no sure path.
Just like a game, in this world, he could keep coming back and reloading the game, as long as he died all over again.
Gojo struck his right palm with his left fist and realized.
That being the case.
... He doesn't understand too much, he doesn't understand people's hearts, he doesn't know how to calculate, he doesn't know how to redeem himself, he only knows how to punch, but he has only been smoothed out by the hardships of the world, and he has to choose to compromise for the sake of caring.
However, he can also learn these things and try them again and again.
If one try doesn't work, do it twice. If two times doesn't work, do it three times. If three times doesn't work, do it a hundred times, a thousand times, and try your best to get the final happy ending!
There is nothing that the strongest cannot do!
Kuxia should find a way to solve the root cause and fundamentally divert his best friend's extreme ideas; if he can't avoid the responsibility, then replace all the people who burden him and hold him back. Even if the Gojo family members are useless, they can at least support him for half a day. That time is enough for him to find a solution. It's the mainstay; if you want to make a calculation, break them down one by one. Anyway, that's how the game loads files. If you dare to extend your claws too long, your head will be poked out; if a student is sentenced to death, if you can't solve it, just kill the person who sentenced him to death; quickly raise your brain and eat hot pot...
After dying over and over again, fighting hard over and over again, the Happy Ending finally arrived.
"As you said, I'm the strongest!" Liu Yanyan opened his blindfold with his fingers, revealing an extremely confident and arrogant smile.
If you are the strongest, you can do anything, right?
"Then the strongest, do you want to explain this?" After typing the happy ending, friends and classmates who had a lot of inexplicable memories came up with fascinated smiles, "What makes you think that we are indifferent to your death?"
"..." The strongest fell silent.
The strongest turned around and ran away.
Help!
We agreed to read files without memory!
PS: The original intention of writing this article is that every time I see a spell-returning relief article, it is either a cosplay of a fan who time travels, or a parallel world with different characters like Gojo Satoru and others coming to the rescue (and they are usually cos), or a fan OC rescue, or an original character who time travels to the rescue, or a red education from a flower grower, or the bitter summer of that year and everything that followed did not happen at all...
I want to write a story about Gojo Satoru from the original world, who remembers everything and keeps saving himself.
I believe he can do it.
His will is so firm and his eyes are so bright.
He should be the winner of this battle, he just doesn't know how to use his chips, so that his good hand is ruined.
I want to see him turn his life around against the wind and embrace his own flowers.
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Intention: What you care about is to be protected in the palm of your hand even if it is tempered thousands of times.