Riviera had thoroughly analyzed Gojo Satoru's state of mind.
He truly had goals of his own.
The problem was that he wasn't under much pressure.
His strength was so overwhelming that no one could oppose him. No matter what kind of Curse it was, he could easily exorcise it. Even the King of Curses hadn't put much pressure on him.
Under such circumstances, he had become lazy and lax. Even when his own objective reached an impasse, he had no intention of expending much effort to find a solution.
Instead, he spent all his time training his students.
Originally, he should have been the true protagonist of this world.
Therefore, Riviera's decision was to tell him that he was now being drawn into a cruel competition. If he lost this competition, then the world he loved would be awaiting a future akin to hell.
Every human being would become food for Curses.
Gojo Satoru finally understood what the elf girl before him was trying to convey.
"Ryomen Sukuna will also be selected to join your organization?" He looked shocked. "But he's a Curse—a man-eating Curse, a collective embodiment of humanity's negative emotions."
"I am not human either." Riviera remained expressionless. "The organization doesn't care what species you are when selecting people. It doesn't even care what you want to do or intend to do. The organization even has the powerful King of the Undead, as well as a Lich who is practically indistinguishable from a revenant. They have both become members of the organization. You should be glad that they weren't the ones who came to your world. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been the first to learn all this."
These words dispelled the last of Gojo Satoru's illusions while clearly telling him why they had sought him out to explain