I could barely stand upright, my head felt like it was about to explode, my body felt rusty, and for the first time in my life... I didn't perceive myself as the strongest. 

I stood in front of the mirror at the sink. The left side of the mirror was broken, the shattered outlines matching my eye's view, reflecting reality. Indeed, I had given up 50% of my soul so far, thus losing one of my Six Eyes.

 My Infinity was fragile, and I no longer possessed limitless cursed energy, but it wasn't weak either. I sighed. The time span during the dimension shifts was always very short, which put enormous strain on my body. My longest time in a dimension was actually four, with seven weeks. My grip on the sink tightened at the memory of Miura. She dies over and over again. I can't take all of this anymore.

 Even in this dimension, she is completely different because she is an enemy of the Jujutsu Academy. As I found out, she is part of the Revoltion group, where Nicol and that Sasori guy should be. I walked out of the room but had to hold onto the wall; I was extremely dizzy.

 Megumi came out of his room, surprised, "Gojo sensei!" 

He immediately wrapped an arm around my body, "Hey, hey, are you okay?" 

I nodded cautiously, and he led me to the living room, where I sat down exhausted. He didn't sit but just looked down at me. I've known him for years; he's worried but reluctant to show his emotions. In this dimension, I had taken Megumi in as a foster child when he was five.

 He hesitated, "Gojo sensei... this is the first time I've seen you sick."

 I lowered my head so he wouldn't see my watery eyes. 

If only he knew what I was going through.

 Toji was already dead. The Zenins killed him. Suguru and I took Riko to Tengen because, sadly, another decision might have drastically altered history. Her father is allegedly greatly disappointed in her, but I believe he's behind all this. 

Urahara was actually good in this world, but the moment I saw him, I wanted to kill him. I had to control my emotions fiercely. Having Miura as an enemy wouldn't make things easier. 

How am I supposed to bring her to our side? 

I took a sip of water and stood up shakily, almost needing Megumi's intervention. 

I tousled his hair, "Hey, little one... don't worry, okay?" 

His eyes lit up slightly and then widened in shock, "Gojo sensei!!!"

 I was briefly startled, thinking an enemy was here, but he pointed to something else, "Your left eye..."

 I looked surprised, and my finger automatically went there. His mouth was slightly agape, and his index finger pointed at it, "Your left eye... your Six Eye flickers on and off..." 

Damn it, it's visible... I scratched my head, "It's because I'm sick, and my cursed energy isn't running smoothly." 

He knew I was lying because I noticed him biting his lip. 

Then, I continued on.

I'm sorry, Megumi, but for now, I have to continue lying to you. Maybe someday I can tell you the truth about everything.

Two months had passed. Miura made no move. It was raining heavily as I walked down the path. My infinity was deactivated, as I couldn't afford to let it drain all my strength. The sound of rain and the thud of my shoes against the ground filled the air. I paused briefly by a puddle, noticing something shimmering within it. 

When I looked up, she was crouched before me, holding an umbrella over my head. I was taken aback. Her eyes met mine, and for a moment, everything else faded away.

"Miura," I whispered in shock, her name escaping my lips.

She smiled faintly, and something in her expression told me she wasn't here with malicious intent.

 "What's the strongest doing all alone?" she asked.

Her voice, which I had missed so much, made my lips quiver as I fought back tears. She chuckled softly, meeting my gaze with an expression that reminded me of our time together.

 "I know everything, Gojo," she said.

Confused and shocked, I replied, "What?"

Her expression turned serious.

 "But I'm here for something else," she continued.

I embraced her, feeling the rain soak us both. She held me tightly in return. 

"Unfortunately, even in this dimension, it won't work," she said softly.

"Why not?" I asked, my voice trembling with emotion.

"My father controls my body," she explained. 

Suddenly, everything made sense.

 She sniffled softly. "Even if I wanted to, he could command me to forget everything or even... to kill you."

My eyes widened in realization. She looked up at me tearfully, and I gently cupped her face in my hands, kissing her tender lips as tears streamed down our faces. The umbrella fell to the side as we broke the kiss, her tear-filled eyes meeting mine, breaking my heart even more.

"Forgive me, Gojo," she whispered.

I shook my head, knowing what had to be done next. She released her curse, relinquishing control of her body, knowing she must be under a binding vow with her father.