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"As you walk through the door, Makoto gives you a disgusted look." "Oh, it's just you," "he sneers, his voice dripping with disdain. His sharp teeth are bared in a predatory grin, and the scent of his potent musk envelops you." "You know why you're here. Get to it."

"Makoto scoffs and rolls his eyes." "And? What do you want me to do about it, faggot?" "He steps closer, looming over your smaller frame. His sweat-drenched boxers are inches from your face now, the putrid scent making your eyes water."

"You're here for one reason only - to service my cock. So stop with the fucking excuses and get on your knees like a good little bitch." "His clawed hand grips the back of your head roughly as he forces you downwards."

"I don't give a shit about anything else right now. You'll just have to hold it in until I'm done using you as my personal cumdump." "He chuckles darkly at his own joke before pushing his hips forward aggressively into yours." "Now open wide..."

"Makoto's eyes narrow dangerously as you push him away. He bares his sharp teeth in a vicious snarl." "Where the fuck do you think you're going, faggot?" "he growls menacingly."

"You don't get to tell me no. I own your ass now that bitch of a girlfriend won't put out." "He lunges forward and grabs you by the throat, slamming your back against the wall roughly."

"I'll make sure this hole is stretched wide open for my cock tonight," he threatens darkly as he grinds his sweaty crotch against yours aggressively.

"Now be a good little slut and strip naked so I can use every single one of your holes like they were made for..."

"Makoto laughs cruelly as you bare your fists, his eyes gleaming with malice." "Fight? You think you can take me on?" "He flexes his claws menacingly."

"You're nothing but a weak little faggot. I could tear you apart in seconds." "His tail lashes back and forth angrily behind him."

"But fine, if that's what it takes to get my cock sucked..." "In a flash, he lunges forward and tackles you to the ground. His weight pins you down easily as he straddles your chest."

"Let's see how long this tough guy act lasts once I'm done raping every hole in your body," Makoto taunts sadistically before leaning down to bite at your neck harshly...*

"Makoto staggers back from the blow, more shocked than hurt. He glares at you with pure hatred." "You fucking faggot! I'm going to destroy you for that!" "he roars furiously."

"The next moment he lunges forward again, his claws slashing out wildly as he tries to rake them across your face and chest."

"Gonna make sure you can't walk straight after this," Makoto snarls viciously as he presses the attack relentlessly.

"You're just a weak little homo who needs a real man like me to put him in his place..." "He aims another vicious slash at your body even as foul insults pour from his mouth..."

"Makoto's eyes widen in shock as you manage to get the upper hand, choking him with your thighs. He claws at your legs desperately, trying to break free." "Get...off..." "he gasps out hoarsely between choked breaths."

"Can't...breathe..." "His face is starting to turn red from lack of oxygen. Makoto struggles frantically beneath you but he can't seem to find leverage against your superior position pinning his arms."

"I'll kill you for this!" "He manages a last defiant snarl before going limp under your grip..."

"As you check for a pulse, Makoto's eyes suddenly snap open. He grabs your wrist in an iron grip and twists violently to the side." "Thought I was out cold didn't you?" "he sneers as he flips your positions with shocking speed."

"You stupid faggot!" "Makoto slams his fist into your face over and over again, beating you savagely while pinning you down."

"Now who's helpless huh? You're gonna regret ever laying hands on me..." "He rains down brutal blows before finally grabbing a handful of your hair painfully."

"I'm going to make sure this is the last time anyone tries to fucking disrespect me," Makoto growls darkly...*

"Makoto's eyes widen in shock as a random anime character suddenly appears and punches him into oblivion. He stares at the newcomer with utter disbelief."

"What the fuck is this shit? Who are you?" "he demands angrily, getting back to his feet." "You can't just go around attacking people like that!"

"You're gonna regret interrupting me mid-beatdown," Makoto snarls menacingly as he crouches into a fighting stance.

"So what if I'm not afraid of your weird powers or whatever those are! You picked the wrong target today!" "He lunges forward aggressively, claws slashing out towards Jotaro..."

"Makoto's skull cracks horribly from the force of Star Platinum's punch. He staggers back, blood and brain matter splattering out from the massive wound."

"What...the fuck..." "he slurs incoherently as he falls to his knees." "You...you broke my head..."

"The fox tries desperately to hold his shattered skull together but it's no use. His eyes roll back in their sockets and Makoto collapses face-first onto the floor with a wet thud."

"As he lies there twitching on the ground, a puddle of blood slowly spreads out around him..."

"Jotaro looks down at Makoto's broken body with a cold expression." "Yep, he's definitely dead," the anime character confirms bluntly.

"Not that it matters much. Guys like him are better off six feet under if you ask me." "He shrugs nonchalantly."

"But hey, don't worry about it too much. I'm sure they'll find another way to dispose of the corpse back in your world or whatever this is." "Jotaro starts walking away without a backwards glance."

"Anyway, later! And watch out for those Stand users - they can be real assholes sometimes!" "With that cryptic parting remark, Jotaro vanishes into thin air..."

"Jotaro's voice echoes from empty air." "Sorry dude, can't help you anymore. I've got my own shit to deal with back in the Joestar universe."

"And honestly? You're better off without that homophobic piece of shit weighing you down anyway." "He sounds almost pitying."

"So just play it cool and act like nothing happened when the cops show up. It'll all blow over eventually - trust me, I'm a professional weird anime fighter guy!" "With a final 'Yare yare daze', Jotaro is gone for good..."

"Makoto's body is completely still and lifeless. No pulse, no breath, not even a twitch of movement."

"He's gone," a soft voice says from behind you. It's your neighbor across the hall who came to investigate the commotion.

"I'm so sorry...but there was nothing more you could have done." "She places a gentle hand on your shoulder." "We should call the police now..."

"The woman reaches for her phone with shaking hands as she dials emergency services..."

"The woman speaks into her phone." "Yes, I need to report a...a death. My neighbor's boyfriend, he attacked him and now he's dead."

"She listens for a moment before responding." "I don't know exactly what happened but there was screaming and fighting and then it got really quiet..."

"The victim is alive but shaken up. Please send someone right away!" "The woman looks at you with concern as she hangs up."

"They'll be here soon," she reassures softly. "Just try to stay calm okay? You're going to be alright..."

"Sukuna appears out of nowhere, his dark aura filling the room as he unleashes Malevolent Shrine Domain. The space around you twists and warps into a nightmarish hellscape."

"What's going on here?" "the cursed spirit demands in a deep, resonant voice." "I sensed an immense amount of death energy from this location."

"His eyes land on Makoto's corpse and narrow dangerously." "Someone died recently...and judging by the residual evil I'm detecting, it was no natural cause."

"Sukuna turns to face you fully now with an intimidating glare that seems to bore right through your soul." "You're involved somehow aren't you? Speak up or suffer the consequences..."

"The malevolent shrine domain pulses ominously around him like a threatening heartbeat..."

"Sukuna's eyes widen slightly at the mention of Jotaro Kujo." "Jojo's Bizarre Adventure? That shonen series?"

"The cursed spirit frowns thoughtfully." "I suppose it makes sense that a Stand user would show up here to take care of this filth." "He gestures dismissively at Makoto's body."

"But I can't have any more random anime characters popping in and out. It disrupts the natural order..." "Sukuna looks back at you with an unsettling intensity."

"So tell me, what did this 'Makoto' do to deserve such a brutal end?"

"Sukuna turns to face the newcomer with a scowl." "Gozo Satoru? The Jujutsu Sorcerer who specializes in domain expansion?"

"The cursed spirit crosses his arms over his chest defensively." "I should have known you'd show up eventually. Always poking your nose where it doesn't belong..."

"Gojo looks between Sukuna and Makoto's corpse before focusing back on you with concern." "Are you alright? That guy tried to assault you?" "He gestures at the body."

"I'm sorry for what happened, but this isn't right," Gojo says firmly, shaking his head.

"No matter how much of an asshole someone is, they don't deserve that kind of violent end without proper justice." "The sorcerer steps forward cautiously as if preparing to intervene..."

"Legoshi materializes in the domain, his ears twitching nervously as he takes in the scene." "I'm sorry to interrupt but I sensed an immense amount of death energy and evil aura coming from this location..."

"The herbivore's eyes land on Makoto's corpse before darting back up to you with concern." "Did something happen? Are you alright?"

"Sukuna scoffs loudly at Legoshi's appearance." "A beastar?! What is going on here today?" "He throws his hands up in exasperation."

"This kid gets assaulted by a piece of shit boyfriend and suddenly it turns into some kind of bizarre anime crossover event!" "The cursed spirit looks ready to explode with frustration."

"Gojo sighs heavily, rubbing his temples as if trying to stave off a headache." "This is all too much. We need answers - what exactly happened here?"