Meanwhile outside in Shibuya.
chaos reigned as a massive 400-meter-tall curtain enveloped the area. The barrier trapped civilians inside, preventing sorcerers from entering or leaving. The people within the confines of the curtain were desperate, and their singular demand echoed through the chaos — they wanted Satoru Gojo.
Satoru Gojo, the legendary sorcerer, arrived on the scene with an air of nonchalance. His blindfold concealed his powerful eyes, and his hands casually rested in his pockets. Ignoring the pleas and chaos beneath him, Gojo levitated a few feet off the ground, displaying a disregard for the gravity of the situation.
As he calmly traversed the area, his steps seemed indifferent, and he made no effort to avoid stepping on the faces of those desperately seeking his help.
Gojo's focus, however, was set on a different target. His instincts honed in on the curse energy emanating from the strongest individuals within the barrier. The ones responsible for the attack, the ones he intended to deal with. With a goal in mind, Gojo moved purposefully, a force to be reckoned with.
The tension in Shibuya heightened as the sorcerer prepared to confront the adversaries responsible for the chaos.
The confrontation escalated as Gojo faced off against the formidable curse, Jogo, with his volcano-shaped head.
Jogo taunted Gojo, suggesting that he might run away, to which Gojo responded with a confident smile. The air crackled with tension as the two powerful entities locked eyes.
As the battle unfolded, Gojo's gaze swept across the area, detecting the presence of three other special grade curses.
Though not on par with Jogo, these curses were formidable threats to the majority of sorcerers. However, Gojo, in his characteristic manner, regarded them with indifference, seeing them as nothing more than a light warm-up.
The situation took a dark turn as Jogo began indiscriminately killing people on the tracks, removing any obstacles in his path. The devastation left behind by Jogo's flames painted a grim picture, and Gojo found himself limited in his actions, with the lives of innocent bystanders at stake.
Jogo, reveling in the chaos, questioned Gojo's resolve. "Not planning on running away, are you?" he taunted. Gojo's response was laced with confidence and a touch of mockery, "Don't make me laugh. I'm more shocked that you thought you ever stood a chance."
As those words left Gojo mouth Jogo started sweating immensly....he was not built for this.
In a stunning display of prowess, Satoru Gojo turned the tide of the battle into a ruthless massacre. Seizing the opportunity, he used Jogo as bait to draw out the curse responsible for eliminating obstacles. With precision and speed, Gojo incapacitated the threat, ensuring that the only obstacle removed was the curse's own existence.
The battlefield transformed into a chaotic scene of devastation as Gojo, an unstoppable force, dismantled the curses one by one. His movements were a blur of overwhelming power and finesse, leaving no room for the curses to retaliate. The massacre served as a stark reminder of the vast difference in strength between Satoru Gojo and the formidable adversaries that dared to challenge him.
As Jogo frantically sprinted for his life, panic etched across his volcano-shaped face, he resorted to desperate measures. In his terror, he began tossing innocent people toward Satoru Gojo, hoping to slow down the relentless pursuit. The people, caught in this macabre game, became unwitting pawns in Jogo's desperate attempt to escape the legendary sorcerer.
However, Gojo remained unfazed, his pursuit unwavering. With each step, the strong sorcerer effortlessly dodged the human projectiles, his eyes locked onto Jogo. The sense of fear emanating from Jogo fueled Gojo's relentless chase.
Jogo's thoughts raced as he questioned his decision to accept the mission that had led him to this dire predicament. The dread of facing an unstoppable force like Satoru Gojo gripped him, overshadowing any fleeting hopes of escape. The once-confident curse now felt the weight of his impending demise at the hands of the monstrous sorcerer.
The pursuit continued, the sounds of desperate footsteps and the panicked cries of the cursed resonating through the air. Shibuya, once engulfed in chaos, now witnessed a one-sided chase that further solidified Gojo's reputation as an indomitable force.
As the distance between them closed, Jogo's fear deepened, and the realization of the inevitable loomed over him.
The sudden appearance of a train brought a glimmer of hope to the people on the station in the midst of the chaos. Desperate for an escape from the nightmarish situation, they rushed towards the train, seeking refuge from the monstrous threats that had besieged Shibuya.
As the train doors opened, however, the scene turned from hope to horror. Instead of finding salvation within the train, the passengers were met with a nightmarish spectacle – monsters pouring out of the train, attacking and devouring anyone who came too close. The promised sanctuary had turned into a deadly trap.
Amidst the grotesque chaos, Mahito, the mischievous Cursed Spirit, emerged from the train on a skateboard, his laughter echoing through the station. His presence added another layer of malevolence to the unfolding catastrophe, and the people who had sought refuge now faced a new and seemingly insurmountable threat.
With malevolent glee, Mahito and Jogo orchestrated a sinister plan, using the helpless civilians as bait to draw Satoru Gojo into a deadly trap. The once-desperate crowd now found themselves caught between the merciless attacks of the curses and the overwhelming force of the sorcerer they had hoped would save them.
Mahito, the shape-shifting Cursed Spirit, reveled in the chaos as he manipulated his soul to control the actions of the monstrous creatures he had unleashed. These grotesque forms moved with a savage hunger, attacking and devouring anyone within their reach. The once-hopeful train station became a gruesome battlefield, stained with the despair of those caught in the crossfire.
Jogo, still desperate to escape the relentless pursuit of Gojo, seized the opportunity presented by the chaos.
The people, trapped in a nightmarish scenario, became unwitting pawns in this macabre game. As Mahito and Jogo unleashed their ferocious onslaught, the air was filled with the screams of the innocent, their desperation and fear manipulated to serve the dark intentions of the curses.
In the midst of this gruesome spectacle, Gojo, the powerful sorcerer, confronted the moral dilemma of saving the innocent while facing the cunning tactics of his adversaries.
"Fuck it"Gojo suddenly said as all the curse felt something was wrong he wouldnt would he....he would not open his doma..but before they could finish the thought they all heard those familiar horrible sound "Domain expansion Unlimated void"
Gojo had opened his domain for 0.2 seconds,he had made a guess on how long to keep it opened to not hurt the civilian and 0.2 seconds was the number that came to him by instinct.
Everyone stopped moving and in 299seconds Gojo Satoru the stronguest sorcerer of today killed 1000 transfigured human along with the other special grade that Jogo came with leaving only Jogo and Mahito behind.
In the midst of the chaotic battlefield, Satoru Gojo found himself a bit out of breath, fatigue settling in after the relentless pursuit and battles.
As he attempted to catch his breath, a mysterious cube appeared right behind him, triggering his six eyes and instincts to alert him of imminent danger.
Gojo, always on guard, began to distance himself from the enigmatic cube when, to his surprise, it opened to reveal a set of peculiar eyes staring back at him. The unexpected encounter took an even more bewildering turn as a familiar voice, that of his best friend Suguru Geto, greeted him with a casual "Yo, Satoru."
"Huh?" Gojo responded, his confusion evident. Suguru's warm smile added to the surreal nature of the situation. "It's been a while, hasn't it, Satoru?" Suguru continued, his tone carrying a nostalgic note.
Gojo stood still, taking in the unexpected appearance of his long-lost friend. As Suguru's words resonated, a flood of memories from their shared school days rushed through Gojo's mind. The weight of the past and the complexity of their relationship lingered in the air.
Caught in a moment of contemplation, Gojo's guard momentarily lowered. As he pondered the memories and the current turn of events, the prison realm swiftly attached itself to him. Annoyance flashed across Gojo's face as the realization of being caught set in.
In the tense exchange, Gojo confronted the imposter claiming to be Suguru Geto, questioning his true identity. The imposter, with a disturbing smile, revealed his true nature. "I am Suguru Geto. Did you already forget your friend?" he retorted, a twisted amusement in his eyes.
Despite the appearance of Suguru, Gojo's instincts and soul refused to accept this as truth. The rage visibly etched on Gojo's face, he demanded an explanation, "Who the fuck are you?"
The imposter, seemingly unfazed, removed something from his head, revealing his brain. A sinister grin adorned both his face and the exposed brain, adding an eerie layer to the unfolding confrontation. He boasted about his curse technique, the ability to take over other people's bodies and inherit their curse techniques.
With a casual demeanor, the imposter began to taunt Gojo, recounting his previous host, Yuta Okkotsu, and the powerful curse, Rika. He dismissed the idea of Okkotsu becoming the next Satoru Gojo,
The tension between them escalated as Gojo grinned, declaring that Kenzo would be the one to end the imposter. Kenjaku, as the imposter revealed himself to be, dismissed Kenzo as a mere rookie. "You are in for a rude awakening," Gojo warned with a smirk.
But before the confrontation could reach its peak, Gojo found himself sealed, his power momentarily contained.
A/N so technically the curse spirit power is the power to remove obstacle but it resemble just gravity manipulation so...