Hello Guys , I have decided that Sukuna inside yuji will be in bold like "Sukuna" And the MC will be written as Sukuna only .
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"Masaru! Where's my son, Masaru!?"
Just as the trio prepared to infiltrate the juvenile detention center – a potential Domain Expansion waiting to be unleashed, judging by the ominous energy readings – a distraught woman burst through the cordon, tears streaming down her face. Jujutsu High personnel restrained her, but she struggled, her cries echoing with a mother's anguish.
Most residents had evacuated, but this mother refused to abandon her son trapped within. "Please, you have to leave! There's a risk of a gas leak spreading to this area due to equipment malfunction," Ijichi explained, resorting to the fabricated cover story to urge her away.
Witnessing the woman's desperate pleas, Yuji's heart clenched. His resolve solidified, his gaze hardened with determination. "We have to save everyone!" he declared, his voice filled with steely conviction.
"Damn right!" Nobara grinned, her confidence radiating like a cursed tool ready to be unleashed.
After forcibly evacuating the civilians, Ijichi returned to the trio. "Alright, I'll set up the curtain." With practiced hand signs and a rapid incantation, a black veil descended, shrouding the juvenile detention center and plunging the already gloomy sky into darkness.
"Divine Dogs!" Megumi summoned his shikigami, the white wolf. "They'll alert us if any curses approach."
Taking the lead, he pushed open the iron door to the inmates' dormitory. "Let's go!" Yuji pumped his fist, his cursed energy surging like a gambler on a winning streak.
The three stepped inside, but the interior was unlike any dormitory they'd seen. Twisted pipes and dilapidated structures replaced beds and lockers.
"What the hell? This isn't the dorm!" Yuji's eyes widened in disbelief.
"This is...an incomplete Innate Domain!" Megumi, with his Grade 2 sorcerer experience, recognized the signs. "A Grade 1 curse couldn't create something like this." A chilling realization hit him. He whirled around, his eyes widening in alarm. "The entrance... it's gone!"
Yuji and Nobara spun around. Panic flared in their eyes as they saw their exit vanished. "Where's the door? It was just here!"
"Gone! This is straight out of a horror movie!"
Megumi, seeing their distress, intervened. "Calm down! The Divine Dog memorized the exit. Just focus on moving forward." Reassured, the duo's fear subsided, and they playfully ruffled the white wolf's fur.
This is a Special Grade situation! Megumi thought incredulously. Why aren't they freaking out? It's like they've stepped out of a gag manga.
He urged them onward. After navigating the maze of pipes, they emerged into an open space. At the far end, a figure slumped against the wall, blood splattered around them.
"Hey, someone's over there!" Yuji, ever the hero, rushed forward.
"Wait! Don't be impulsive!" Megumi's warning went unheeded. Yuji was already at the figure's side, forcing Megumi and Nobara to follow.
The man, dressed in prison garb, was lifeless. Yuji's gaze fell on the man's vacant eyes, etched with terror. He then noticed the ID badge: Okazaki Masaru. The mother's desperate cries echoed in his mind.
"He's dead. Let's find the others," Megumi said, turning to leave. He glanced back to see Yuji frozen in place. "Hey, what are you waiting for?"
"I'm taking his body back," Yuji declared, his voice firm.
"What?! Are you joking? He's dead!" Megumi's frustration flared. "These people are criminals!"
"Exactly because he's dead!" Yuji retorted, his fists clenching. "We can't just tell his mother her son is gone without any proof! How can she possibly believe that?"
"Are you insane?" Megumi grabbed Yuji's collar, fury in his eyes. "This Okazaki guy killed a little girl while driving without a license! Twice! They're all scum! I wouldn't care if they all died!"
"Even so, you'd risk your life to save them? Even if they might hurt others again?"
"I..." Yuji faltered. "Then why did you save me?!"
"Come on, guys! Pick a better time to argue!" Nobara, seeing the escalating tension, tried to intervene.
Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet gave way. She plummeted into the darkness. The floor seamlessly reformed, as if she'd never been there.
"A curse? When?!" Megumi's voice was laced with panic. "But the Divine Dog didn't warn us..." His eyes darted to the side. The white wolf's head was embedded in the wall, its body nowhere to be seen. Dread washed over him.
A figure materialized behind them, practically breathing down their necks, yet neither had sensed its approach. The overwhelming pressure of a Special Grade curse crashed down, suffocating them, their bodies trembling with instinctive fear.
Move! I have to move! Yuji gritted his teeth, drawing a butcher knife-shaped cursed tool from his hip. He swung blindly at the curse.
Thud!
Before his arm completed its arc, his hand, still clutching the knife, flew through the air, landing on the ground with a sickening thud.
What just happened? I couldn't even see it move! This is Special Grade? How can we possibly win? Instantly grasping the insurmountable gap in their abilities, Yuji, ignoring the searing pain in his wrist, shoved Megumi away.
"Yuji?!" Megumi stumbled, regaining his mobility.
"Find Nobara! Get her out and signal me! Then I'll release Sukuna!" Yuji's voice was urgent. "It's our only chance! Go!"
Megumi hesitated for a split second before bolting. "Don't you dare die!" He summoned his black Divine Dog, its nose leading him towards Nobara.
Behind him, unseen, Yuji clutched his severed wrist, fighting to control his trembling. "You sure know how to make things difficult, Megumi," he muttered with a wry smile.
Guided by the Divine Dog, Megumi quickly found Nobara surrounded by a swarm of curses.
"Toad!"
"Snake!"
He summoned his toad shikigami, its tongue snatching Nobara to safety. A massive white snake erupted from the shadows, tearing into the curses.
"We're getting out of here!" Megumi yelled, directing the snake's assault.
Nobara, dangling from the toad's mouth, complained, "I hate toads..."
"My apologies!"
Dismissing his shikigami, Megumi leaped onto the toad, carrying Nobara towards the exit. Thankfully, the curses didn't pursue them. Reaching the exit, they broke through with their cursed energy, returning to the normal world.
They found Ijichi anxiously waiting outside the curtain. "Ijichi-san, please take Nobara to the hospital! I'll wait for Yuji and Yukinoshita," Megumi said, handing the injured Nobara over.
"Got it." Ijichi nodded, helping Nobara into the car and speeding off towards the nearest hospital.
Megumi released a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, then tensed again. "Damn it, where is Sukuna? ... Better signal Yuji. Whatever happens next is beyond my control." He instructed his Divine Dog to howl.
A hand suddenly landed on his shoulder. "Sorry I'm late. The navigation was a bit wonky," Sukuna said, appearing behind him. "What's the situation?"
"You're finally here!" Megumi turned, relief flooding him. "My friend is still inside fighting a Special Grade curse!"
"I understand. Wait here," Sukuna reassured him, patting his shoulder. "I'll be back soon. Your friend will be fine."
Watching her disappear into the warped dormitory, Megumi slumped against the wall, finally allowing himself to relax.
...
"Hey, did you know? We're both Special Grade. We're equals, you and I."
Beneath the ruined bridge, the Special Grade Imaginary Curse, limbs severed and body embedded in the stone, faced Yuji, who stood calmly below. Their roles were reversed.
Black markings spread across Yuji's face, Sukuna's second set of eyes snapping open.
Sukuna's taunts seemed to enrage the curse. It ripped itself free, its severed limbs regenerating at an astonishing rate.
"Not bad, Special Grade!" Sukuna encouraged with a sadistic grin. "Keep it up!"
The fully regenerated curse landed before him, its own mouth splitting into a wide, toothy grin.
"Aw, are you happy? Want me to praise you?" Sukuna scoffed. "But humans and curses are different. Healing with cursed energy is child's play for us."
"Neither you nor this brat knows anything about curses."
Sukuna grinned and formed a hand sign. "This is a good opportunity. Let me show you what real jujutsu is."
"Domain Expan..." His eyes abruptly widened.
The curse before him froze. A bloodline appeared on its neck, as if sliced by an invisible blade. Its head toppled to the ground.
"That was close. Almost had my kill stolen."
A voice, laced with amusement and relief, echoed from above.
"Special mission complete: Special Grade Curse eliminated. Activate reward?"
The system's notification echoed in Sukuna mind, but he ignored it for now. With a leap, he descended from the shattered bridge, landing opposite Ryomen Sukuna.
"You're Yuji? No, wait..." Sukuna raised an eyebrow, immediately dismissing the thought.
The pink-haired boy standing before him, face etched with black markings, possessed two sets of eyes, identical to those of the person he was inhabiting—Yukino Yukinoshita—except for, well, the whole gender and facial structure thing. A flash of the photo Gojo Satoru had sent earlier crossed his mind, and it clicked.
"You're Ryomen Sukuna, aren't you?" Sukuna observed him with keen interest. "Megumi didn't mention anything about this happening."
Unlike the relaxed Sukuna, Sukuna's brow furrowed as he sized up the boy who had just snatched his "head." That attack, that cursed energy... Intriguing.
"Who are you?" he finally growled.
A playful smirk spread across Sukuna's face. "Don't you recognize yourself? I am you. Have you forgotten your own face?"
"Hmph, playing games!" Sukuna sneered, lunging at Sukuna with a ferocious grin. "The sorcerers of this era are truly bold. Two have dared to challenge me in a single month!"
Whatever you are, I'll kill you first!
BOOM!
A figure rocketed backward like a cannonball, smashing through the supporting walls of the stone bridge. The bridge, its foundation destroyed, collapsed with a deafening roar, sending dust and tremors through the air.
Sukuna casually flicked his wrist, surveying the rubble. "That's it? No wonder that white-haired Gojo managed to capture you for a forced photo-op."
The moment he finished speaking, the pile of rubble began to shake violently. In a blink, the stones shattered into countless fragments, exploding outwards.
Just as the shards were about to pierce Sukuna, his figure sank into the ground, swallowed by his own shadow, vanishing without a trace.
"Gotta keep my new clothes clean, you know," his playful voice drifted down from the remaining section of the bridge.
Sukuna, having freed himself from the rubble, looked up at the black-haired boy with the single ponytail, his hands casually tucked in his pockets. Confusion and wariness intensified on his face.
That shadow manipulation technique…is it his? And what about that first attack? Interesting…
Sukuna grinned, a thrill of excitement lighting up his face. He wiped a trickle of blood from his lip and launched himself at Sukuna once more.
BOOM!
The remaining section of the bridge crumbled under the force of their clash. Sukuna, still with his hands nonchalantly tucked in his pockets, stood atop a flying piece of debris. He watched Sukuna, who mirrored his position on another fragment, both plummeting at an equal speed.
"Speaking of which, that Gojo fellow blamed me for losing one of your fingers... You're only at one finger's strength, right? This is a bit underwhelming."
Sukuna's head snapped up. With a ferocious grin, he unleashed a slash towards Sukuna, cleaving the rock in two. But Sukuna had already vanished.
Sukuna landed with a thud, whirling around to survey his surroundings.
Sukuna stood where the Special Grade Imaginary Curse had fallen, casually bending down to pick up a severed finger, now a cursed object. He tossed it towards Sukuna.
"What's this?" Sukuna caught the finger, his eyes narrowed with suspicion.
"Eat up, eat up. Don't be shy," Sukuna said with a mischievous grin, seemingly unconcerned with powering up his opponent. "Gotta fuel up for a proper fight, right?"
"You seem awfully confident, kid," Sukuna growled, accepting the offering. He popped the finger into his mouth. "So, that makes two fingers now?"
"Nope, three!"
As Sukuna swallowed the third finger, a surge of cursed energy erupted from his body, blasting away the surrounding debris. Feeling the power coursing through him, he glared at Sukuna, a cruel smile twisting his lips. "You'll pay for your arrogance, kid!"
Though he still didn't know this cocky brat's technique or why their cursed energy felt so similar, Sukuna could gauge Sukuna's cursed energy level. At most, it was just a bit higher than his own.
That slight difference is nothing!
Sukuna vanished from Sukuna's sight. A split second later, a sharp whistling sound cut through the air from above. Sukuna leaned back, narrowly dodging Sukuna's downward swipe. A palm strike aimed at his stomach followed in quick succession.
Sukuna finally pulled his hands from his pockets, effortlessly blocking the attack. "You were planning to use Cleave to shred my hand, weren't you?"
Sukuna, his attack completely predicted, faltered for a moment. Then, a searing pain ripped through his abdomen, cursed energy piercing from front to back. He coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Sukuna retracted his knee, pivoting smoothly and delivering a powerful roundhouse kick to Sukuna's face. Sukuna went flying, spinning through the air before crashing to the ground.
"Three fingers and that's all you've got? You're a bit faster, and your cursed energy increased, but it's nothing special," Sukuna commented, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
Sukuna managed to regain his footing mid-air, stumbling back only two steps upon landing.Sukuna's punch, which had connected with his temple, left him seeing stars.
The physical injuries were trivial. What truly bothered Sukuna was…
"You seem to know my technique quite well," Sukuna remarked, using Reverse Cursed Technique to heal himself.
"Well, something like that," Sukuna replied with a cocky grin. "Not gonna attack again? Try a little harder, and you might actually hit me."
From the moment Sukuna initiated the fight, Sukuna hadn't been touched once. Sukuna hadn't even managed to graze his clothes.