A giant bloodied shrine covered in the skulls of slain enemies stood behind Sukuna, facing against a massive pillar of blood covered wailing grotesque cursed corpses all stitched together, a testament to Kenjaku's bloody history in this world.
The two domains clashed against each other evenly, proving that both Kenjaku and Sukuna's domain were matched in refinement.
They stood their ground squarely in the center of their respective domain's, both of them waiting for the other to falter.
"Let's finish this, Sukuna."
Making another handsign, Kenjaku smiled as an innumerable amount of black portals opened up behind him, the cursed spirits residing within combining and compressing themselves into a small black ball.
Sukuna's smile widened into a maniacal grin as he saw this.
"I was just about to say the same thing."
Focusing all of his remaining power, Sukuna fully reincarnated into Megumi's body, revealing his true four-armed form.
This was the original Ryomen Sukuna, the most powerful sorcerer in history.
With the mouth located in his chest, he started an ancient chant, while performing multiple hand signs with his lower arms.
Kenjaku squinted his eyes when he saw this.
'If I fail this time...I might actually die. Heh, that's how it should be.'
Compressing most of his cursed spirits into the ball, he then grabbed it within his fist, infusing it with as much cursed energy as he could.
WHOOSH!
The moment he did that, Sukuna sent an innumerable amount of maximum empowered cleaves at Kenjaku, completely intending on overpowering him before he could get his attack off.
But, he made one mistake. Kenjaku's Six Eyes saw everything.
"Heh. Good try. Maximum Technique..."
If the sorcerers from jujutsu high saw the hand sign Kenjaku made, they would think he was trying to do Satoru Gojo's signature move, the Hollow Purple.
In fact, it was his own version of it, using Cursed Spirit Manipulation instead.
By this time, Sukuna's attack was less than six feet away from Kenjaku's body. Any mistake at this moment would cost him his life.
"Uzumaki."
BOOOOOOMM!!!
The ball expanded into an overwhelming explosion of darkness, obliterating Sukuna's attacks with extreme power.
"Stand proud, Arcann. You are strong."
Sukuna smiled as he watched the darkness pushing it's way into his domain, encapsulating him within milliseconds.
The moment he fell to the darkness, his control over his domain weakened, allowing the sure hit of Kenjaku's Womb Profusion to strike.
The darkness was so overwhelming that it seemed as if day turned to night in Makyo Shinjuku.
This was a day Japan would never forget. The day that Makyo Shinjuku was completely eviscerated from the country's geography.
It took several minutes for the darkness to clear up and the evil cursed energy to dissipate from the area.
Even then, low level cursed spirits started to flock to the area because of the amount of cursed energy present.
Within the smoke and debris, Kenjaku could be seen walking slowly, towards his prize.
Sukuna's corpse could be seen on the ground, mangled and destroyed. His lower half was completely erased while parts of his upper body were torn off as if they were bitten by a rabid beast.
Laying his hand upon it, Kenjaku used all of the knowledge he gained from the original 'Kenjaku' and performed a ritual that split Sukuna back into his twenty fingers. While the process wasn't quick, in the end, it was going to be worth it.
"Even though you died, your soul was still grasping on to your body. Maybe a little part of you was afraid of death after all. No matter, you will live on within me..."
Kenjaku grabbed one of his fingers and held it over his mouth.
"...for eternity."
GULP!
The mad sorcerer ate all of Ryomen Sukuna's fingers, laughing as he felt the power coursing through his veins.
Sukuna's tattoos started appearing across his body as his cursed energy flared up, destroying the ground around him. His usually orange irises transformed into a deep crimson color, almost reminiscent of the color of blood.
His body bulked up quite a bit along with it, but that was the last thing that changed.
There was just silence as Kenjaku sat on the ground quietly, in front of the bisected body of Megumi who was now split from Sukuna's soul.
CRACK!
Kenjaku cracked his neck as he slowly stood up, looking down at Megumi's body as he did so.
'I feel...untouchable. Invincible. Heh, right now my body doesn't even feel like...mine. It feels so light.'
Kenjaku felt like going on a rampage again, but the realization that there was no else alive that was relative in power tp himself immediately dawned upon him.
"I know this feeling...this deafening silence, the smell of death and overwhelming despair. I know it all too well. I've become the strongest of another world yet again. But no one is alive to see it. Heh...maybe I should start calling myself the King Of Nothing."
Of course, Kenjaku had went through this many times before. This wasn't going to be the first or last world he conquered...this was just a new beginning.
He was used to it, but at the same time, it was kind of sobering to think about. Maybe one day, he thought, people might actually celebrate his ascension to the level of the strongest.
"Sigh...I'm just being dramatic. I should deal with whatever is left and just go on to the next world. As for this boy, Megumi..."
From the memories of Sukuna and Gojo, Kenjaku knew that this boy had a cursed technique called the Ten Shadows. It was on par with the Limitless and Six Eyes, according to Gojo. Of course, this could just be him being nice...but the way this technique was used and the fact that Divine General Mahoraga, the creature that Kenjaku fought before, could be summoned from it, made it even stronger in Kenjaku's opinion.
"Well, since you're already dead..."
SNAP!
Rika, his last remaining cursed spirit, appeared and devoured Megumi's body, storing his cursed technique within herself for later use.
"I'm sure it'll come in handy somewhere. Now, to wait for those three..."
Kenjaku sat down and waited for his subordinates to come back, his eyes closed as he took in the silence around him.
Maybe about an hour passed before he heard the sounds of their hurried footsteps approaching.
Stopping a good distance away from when they saw his face and tattoos, the girls seemed to be unsure of his identity. He had the face of the traitorous Kenjaku but the markings of the King Of Curses.
Plus his cursed energy felt completely different from when they left him. They almost couldn't believe that so much happened in such a short amount of time.
But...
THUD!
Nagi got closer and knelt on the ground, extending an item wrapped in paper towards Kenjaku.
Everything else was different, but his soul was generally the same. Since they shared the same soul, she could tell that it was him within moments.
"Good work."
Kenjaku took the finger, ate it and smiled as two small markings appeared under his eyes.
Even though his cursed energy soared higher once again, there was no reason to be excited. Once he left this world...his cursed energy would be left behind. He would then have to use his techniques with whatever energy the next world provides.
Such were the rules of traversing worlds.
"Master, you-"
"It's time for us to leave...but you three won't be able to come with me in your current forms."
Mei Mei was surprised while Utahime raised an eyebrow at this revelation. What did he mean leave?
"Ah...right. You two wouldn't know."
Giving them a short but simple explanation, Kenjaku filled them in about what he was doing in other worlds.
With a bow of their heads, they gave a simple nod of agreement. Of course they would come along. They couldn't stomach leaving their master alone in a entire new world.
"Brace yourselves, you will all be 'asleep' until I put your souls in new bodies. For now...just rest."
After laying hands on the three of them, Kenjaku stored their souls within himself for later use. They would come in handy later.
Now that everything was done, Kenjaku summoned the small clock from his soul and held it within his grip, taking one last look at the world around him before he left.
"It was fun while it lasted, sorcerers."
WHOOSH!
With the click of a button, the man disappeared from this world, never to be seen again.
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A/N: Thanks for reading fellas. I personally think I could've done a lot better with this section of the fic, but if I had to rate it, it would be a 7 out of 10. Made a lot of mistakes I shouldn't have, speedran the ending a little bit, but I'll be more careful in the next portion. Thanks again. Please, leave a review if you can.