Keitaro layed on the floor looking very bloodied,unlike Gojo,the assasin had made sure that he wouldnt get up by slicing some of his limbs off,Keitaro could see his muscle and bone from where he was laying on the floor.
He layed on the floor all bloodied as his life slowly started to drain from his body,his eyes slowly closing and opening,the necklase that his grandma had given him around his neck and as his vision landed on it he didnt want to die.
Keitara didnt want to die,he needed to survive....there was only one way he would survive this,and that would be to learn Rct,something that he had put on the backfoot because he wanted to develop his techniques.
Feeling his life quickly draining away from his body and feeling the cold embrace of death all around his body,Keitaro put all of his focus into learning Rct.
He didnt care if that was a gamble,if it fail he will die,he doesnt want to die right now.
He didnt want to die.
Keitaro focus all of his remaining curse energy into multiplying his curse enrgy,this whole process was taking place inside Keitaro brain.
Luckily for Keitaro,Toji didnt make a hole in his guts meaning the circulation of his curse energy was relatively fine....as fine as one can get when they are this hatch up.
This whole process took a huge toll into Keitaro curse energy reserves which were to be fine way above average but reverse curse technique was emptying out his tank faster than he could have expected.
Feeling this Keitaro curse his lack of curse energy, he started priotizing his vital organs,the organs that he needed in order to stay alive,with that knowledge,instead of regrowing his arms,Keitara did something else.
While in this state,he instead teleported his hands back into place,sure if anyone were to as much as kick them away then they would be kicked away but this wasnt why he teleported them so close to him.
Keitaro using Rct connected his arms back into his body,same thing with his leg and most of his curse energy went into healing the huge hole in his throat,he was litteraly choking on his own blood this whole time but that was fixed.
Feeling his reserves basically reaching their all time low,Keitaro wanted to assess more energy and so he dug deeper,he wanted to push out more energy,curse energy come from negative emotions so his desparation to save his life should count alot.
He wants to live,he doesnt want to die,Keitaro then decided to take a big gamble,his teleportation curse technique seem to have sent him through some sort of other dimension or wormhole,there must be some kind of energy in there.
Keitaro using the last bit of his curse energy decided to use Rct while using his technique,from using it he could tell that he could teleport mark stuff back to him but that wasnt what he wanted,he dug deeper until suddenly he felt it.
What seemed to be an infinite amount of energy,not waiting a second,he desperaly try and grab some and he did grab some and bring it back to him,the energy was enough to heal back to 100% but as soon as he had ingested the energy something felt off.
Then for some reason he felt something wrong,it was as if a voice in his mind called him and asked him if he would do anything to survive.
He without thinking much about it agreed....this however would come to bite him in the ass.
Though before tht,his necklace emanated a soft glow,that seem to fuel his body with energy,a lot of it.
He felt like he was plant,he felt like he was everywhere and nowhere at the same,he could feel the ants below him and could even see colors he couldnt see before,from where he was he could hear the sound of heart beating,he could see each and every single flap of a fly wing.
Everything seemed to be incredibly slowed down,that state however only lasted about 1 second before it ended.
What exactly was that...what was that incredible feeling and why does he feel so weird right now.
He had survived and had discovered something new about himself,although he did feel like something was amiss.
However he was just glad that he was alive...right now he just felt just a bit high,a buncj of ways in order to improve his technique floaded his mind,he felt like he had entered the flow.
However this feeling felt intoxicating,his judgement felt like they had changed drastically,as he looked around,he slowly looked at his hand before seing that it was turning into stone.
Wait what was that,althought as soon as he saw it,the stone vanished as if it never existed to begin with.
Keitaro felt like he was in danger when he looked at the stone.
His instinct screamed at him...it told him that whatever he does,he better never use that energy again.
It was as if it was a primal instinct and as Keitaro was thinking of that he could sense Shoko presenses.
He turned around before looking at her looking all bloodied and like he had been sliced up which to be fair he was, before she could say anything though he took a step forward before crumbling back to the floor as if he had lost all of his energy.
Before his body hit the floor,Shoko had managed to catch him.
A/N…let see if you guys fail to meet the goal once again