Gojo's laughter reverberated like thunder, a symphony of battle lust that fueled the intensity of their clash. His vibrant blue eyes gleamed with an eccentric light, a reflection of the unrestrained joy he found in the chaos of combat.
He felt alive, he felt so glad that he currently was being overwhelmed...this truly was fun, he could finally let loose and not worry that the person he was fighting would die...
"Now that's what I'm talking about, Kenzo! This is the kind of fight that gets the blood pumping!" Gojo shouted, his words punctuated by the exhilaration of the ongoing battle. The forest's mystical space seemed to pulse with the sheer energy emanating from Gojo's unbridled enthusiasm.
His grin widened into a wild, manic expression as he continued to revel in the frenzy of their confrontation. "Let the madness unfold, my prodigy! This is where the real fun begins!" Gojo's eccentricity reached a fever pitch as mentor and student clashed with an intensity that transcended the boundaries of conventional sorcery.
In the mystical battleground, the clash between Gojo and Kenzo escalated into a brutal beatdown, both sorcerers unleashing a relentless exchange of blows. Fist met flesh with bone-crushing force, and the air reverberated with the echoing sounds of their strikes.
Gojo, wielding the Reverse Cursed Technique, exhibited an almost nonchalant resilience to the onslaught. Every injury inflicted upon him seemed to undergo a rapid reversal, the energy of the Reverse Cursed Technique knitting his wounds and restoring him to pristine condition. The air around him shimmered with the telltale signs of the technique's potent healing.
Kenzo, fueled by unyielding determination, poured everything into his offensive onslaught. Shadows whirled around him as his shadow warriors joined the relentless barrage. Each strike aimed to pierce Gojo's defenses, to inflict damage faster than the Reverse Cursed Technique could mend.
The battleground became a chaotic symphony of violence, the forest echoing with the sounds of impact and the visual display of sorcerous might. Blood, shadows, and the raw essence of their magical clash painted the narrative of a battle that transcended the boundaries of conventional sorcery.
In this brutal contest, the mystical space crackled with the energy of their struggle, a dance of ferocity and resilience that unfolded beneath the ancient canopy, a testament to the unyielding spirit of mentor and student locked in a relentless pursuit of supremacy.
Gojo's words reverberated with an undeniable battle lust, an insatiable craving for the raw ecstasy that combat brought. His laughter, a wild symphony amidst the chaos, resonated with the unrestrained joy of a true battle enthusiast.
"That's it, Kenzo! Embrace the madness! The thrill of the fight, the clash of powers – there's nothing like it!" Gojo's voice, tinged with exhilaration, cut through the sounds of their brutal confrontation. His eyes, ablaze with the intensity of the moment, seemed to devour the spectacle with an insatiable hunger for more.
As the beatdown continued, Gojo's eccentricity reached new heights. "Let the battle lust consume you, my prodigy! Feel the rush, savor the pain, revel in the chaos!" His words carried a fervor that bordered on the primal, an unbridled celebration of the visceral joy that only a true battle could bring.
Gojo's laughter, a wild and unrestrained cacophony, echoed through the mystical space as he seized the opportunity to escalate the brutality of their clash. His vibrant blue eyes glinted with a manic light, a reflection of the battle lust that surged within him.
With a swift and almost playful movement, Gojo closed the distance between himself and Kenzo. His laughter heightened in intensity as he effortlessly grabbed Kenzo by the neck, fingers closing around it with a vice-like grip. The manic joy in Gojo's eyes contrasted sharply with the severity of the situation.
Dragging Kenzo by the neck, Gojo reveled in the chaotic dance of combat. The domain floor became a canvas for this brutal spectacle as he unceremoniously scraped Kenzo's face against the ground. Laughter mixed with the sounds of scuffling and the harsh friction between skin and ground.
In this ruthless act, Gojo's eccentricity reached a disturbing zenith, a chilling display of dominance within the chaotic tapestry of their battle. The air crackled with tension as mentor and student, bound by the unyielding force of their shared journey, continued their dance on the precipice of savagery.
In a swift and fluid motion, Kenzo executed his teleportation, evading Gojo's grip with seamless grace. The air crackled with residual energy as Kenzo reappeared a short distance away, armed with his dual daggers and determination etched on his face.
Without hesitation, Kenzo closed the gap between them, his daggers cutting through the air with deadly precision. The slashes landed with a satisfying sound, leaving trails of shadows in their wake as they connected with Gojo's form.
Gojo, momentarily caught off guard by Kenzo's swift maneuver, felt the impact of the slashes. A smirk played on his lips, acknowledging the prowess of his student.
Kenzo domain broke due to the damage that Kenzo received and as soon as that happened Kenzo used a status recovery to heal himself but mainly his brain before casting another domain near immediately.
Gojo had turned on his sure hit the second Kenzo domain broke meaning that for one tenth of a second,Kenzo mind was overloaded with information but due to him using status recovery,his mind was healed and he was fine.
Time skip a few hours
Hours passed, and the aftermath spoke of the cataclysmic clash that had unfolded within its depths. In a 400-feet radius surrounding the epicenter of their confrontation, there remained only the stark evidence of pure destruction.
Trees, once standing tall and proud, now lay shattered and splintered, their branches torn and strewn across the ground. The foliage that once adorned the landscape had been mercilessly obliterated, leaving behind a barren expanse where the whispers of the wind and the rustling leaves had been replaced by an eerie silence.
The very earth itself bore the scars of the sorcerous battle. Craters marred the ground, evidence of the immense forces at play as shadow warriors clashed with cursed techniques, and the clash of titans left an indelible mark on the terrain.
With a soft smile on his battle-worn face, Gojo gazed down at the unconscious Kenzo, a mixture of gratitude and admiration evident in his vibrant blue eyes.
"Thank you, Kenzo," Gojo uttered with a genuine warmth that transcended the battlefield. In that moment, amidst the wreckage and desolation, Gojo expressed a deep sense of appreciation.
A sudden attack from behind caught Gojo off guard, a mana arrow piercing through him and causing him to collapse to his knees. Though the Reverse Cursed Technique worked swiftly to heal the wound, Gojo found himself on the ground, lying on his back next to the unconscious Kenzo.
Amused laughter echoed through the aftermath, and as Gojo looked up, he discovered Kenzo, now conscious and standing over him. A grin played on Kenzo's face as he reveled in the successful surprise attack.
"Heheh, guess I got ya," Kenzo quipped, the satisfaction evident in his voice.
Gojo, lying on the ground, couldn't help but chuckle in response. "You got me good," he admitted, a genuine smile breaking through the facade of battle-worn weariness.
As Gojo lay on the ground, a sense of contentment washed over him despite the earlier surprise attack. His vibrant blue eyes, now reflecting a mix of amusement and satisfaction, observed the aftermath of their battle. The debris-strewn landscape and the quiet rustling of leaves formed the backdrop to this moment of respite.
Meanwhile, Kenzo, having delivered the unexpected attack, found himself once again succumbing to the exhaustion that permeated his body. As he collapsed to the ground beside Gojo, the physical toll of their intense battle became evident. His once defiant posture now gave way to the undeniable weight of fatigue, leaving him unable to muster the strength to stand.
The atmosphere carried a peculiar sense of harmony despite the chaos that had unfolded moments ago. Gojo, sprawled on the ground, exuded contentment, appreciating the camaraderie and shared experience with his student. The laughter that had punctuated their interaction lingered, transforming the battlefield into an arena of both physical and emotional exhaustion.
Kenzo eyes then looked at the blue screen infront of him and smile,he had succeded...he had finally finished this goddam quest.
{Quest: Easing Gojo's Solitude}{Completed}
{Description: Unveiling a hidden facet of your revered teacher, Satoru Gojo, you've learned of his loneliness at the pinnacle of strength. Driven by empathy and a desire to support him, you've made it your personal mission to delve into Gojo's past, seeking to understand the roots of his isolation. Embark on a journey to unravel the layers of the enigmatic Gojo and provide companionship where it is needed.}
{Reward}
{Black Heart: A rare artifact pulsating with otherworldly energy, said to hold the essence of death itself}
{Title: The Strongest Student of Satoru Gojo: A prestigious title acknowledging your prowess and connection to the mighty sorcerer himself.}
{5 Health Potions: Potions crafted to restore vitality and mend wounds swiftly.}
{5 Mana Potions: Elixirs designed to replenish magical energy and enhance arcane abilities.}
{Gain Gojo's Favor: A token of acknowledgment from Gojo himself, unlocking potential opportunities and strengthening your bond with the revered teacher.}
A/N so a 0.2...fryed the brain of normal people for like 2 month ish...they saw 2 months' worth of info.
So in 1/10 of a second, 10 month worth of info bare minimum...now we add the fact that Kenzo's mana makes it harder for the sure hit to land on him as you know mana.... let's say 4 month-ish worth of info enter this man mind but because he mentally wanted to activate it did it automatically.
Also, the system would have activated it as soon as he turned brain-dead and saved his life so there was that.