I was on my knees, staring into the endless void it presented. I couldn't speak or move. Occasionally, I twitched, and tears fell on their own. The memories of the last dimensions were all shown to me, and I couldn't cope with my life anymore. Did Gojo go through all of this because of me? 

"Wouldn't you do anything to bring back the person you love?" 

Now I know what he meant at the grave. Raindrops fell on me. I lowered my head, feeling empty yet filled with knowledge. My hand automatically went to my stomach. Right, I was once pregnant.

 I was killed by... my father. 

My hands clenched into fists, and my gaze shifted to the entrance of the Sumiko estate. 

Oh, father, why? 

I walked in small steps, my footsteps echoing in the puddles. The feeling of truly loving Gojo with all my heart is just... different. I touched my heart as I entered. 

Yes, Gojo, I truly love you... 

I went to his room, opened his sliding door, and found him sitting on the floor, drinking his tea as if he had been waiting for me. Lightning struck, casting shadows in the room. He looked at me, his eyes gleaming with malice. I bit my lip desperately and took a step forward.

 My voice was like that of a desperate bird chirping, "Why?" 

He grinned. "You ask why?"

 He set his cup down and chuckled mockingly, standing up. 

"Miura Sumiko, your birth was merely a project for me, for something specific."

 My eyes widened, my heart breaking into a thousand pieces. I knew it deep down, but hearing it hurts even more. I looked at him seriously. 

"Was that facet of being nice all just an act to manipulate me?" 

He grinned even wider. 

"What do you think?" 

The sarcasm dripped from his words. 

I've had enough of him. 

"Did you kill mother in that dimension?" 

He looked surprised and gave me a devilish look. 

"Miura, I knew you were stupid, but that stupid?" 

I glared at him without answering him

"Your existence is merely a project, and Yorichi Sumiko was pure material for me to conceive you." 

I looked at him in disbelief. 

I hate him, hate him, hate him, hate him... 

I took another step. He yawned. 

"Are you going to kill me?" 

I took another step without answering him.

 I hate him. I will kill him. I will end it. It's not too late to save this dimension! 

I swung my arm to create an ice glacier from the ground and hit him with it. 

As expected, he stepped back, and it only grazed his hair. I didn't give him a chance to recover. I manipulated the water from the garden and shot ice rays through the walls in various directions. But the bastard had the ability to manipulate the earth. He created chunks of earth next to him with cursed power, blocking the water spiral. The entire room was destroyed.

This time, he struck, causing the ground beneath me to collapse completely, which surprised me. I hadn't expected him to be willing to bring down the entire estate. He combined the attack with another, sending the earth as hard chunks like a wave towards me. I hardened my skin with ice but was still thrown into the garden. I suffered minor wounds and got up. He emerged from the ruined estate.

 I focused all my power on the water. I grinned broadly. 

Luckily, the human body is 80 percent water! 

I just need to have the necessary imagination, and I could kill him from the inside. As individual streams of water emerged from his skin at various points, he noticed what I was doing. He looked at me with wide eyes, blood oozing from all over his body. He fell to one knee, his face on the ground. I took steps forward, looking at him disgustedly. 

"That's it, father."

Suddenly, he laughed and looked at me. 

"Did you ever wonder why I wanted you so badly?" 

My eyes widened at the question.

 Before I could react, he said coldly, "Hurt yourself badly, Miura." 

I lost control of my body! 

My hand rose automatically, and ice covered it as I swung it towards my abdomen and struck it. The pain was so intense and excruciating. I spat out a lot of blood and fell to both knees. I stared at him in disbelief.

He grinned widely. "Once more, but more painful."

 I couldn't even speak. 

No, no, no, it can't end like this! Under no circumstances. 

My hand rose again, bloodied. I summoned all my willpower and determination! 

I WILL LOOK AT  GOJO ALIVE UNDER HIS EYES: I CANT DIE LIKE THIS.

I gritted my teeth, bleeding, and resisted the command. I gathered all my strength and determination and swung my hand towards him, hitting him in the heart.

 Blood spilled from his mouth, and he stuttered incredulously, "H-How?" I withdrew my hand, and he fell lifeless beside me.

In that exact moment, Gojo teleported in, his eyes filled with concern as more blood flowed from my wound. 

That gaze I initially despised at the beginning of this dimension, I now loved it.