A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

Unlike Xia Youjie, who collapsed and couldn't get up after being hit by the time-stopping attack, Gojo Satoru was able to activate the reversal technique on his own under the drive of his will, and began to rapidly repair the injuries all over his body.

The glow of positive energy flickered and flowed within and around his body like the pulse of life itself.

Broken bones are reassembled, torn muscles are mended, blood appears out of nowhere and fills the blood vessels, and the skin is reconstructed as if time has reversed.

A minute later, Gojo Satoru casually wiped the remaining bloodstains from his face with the back of his hand and stood up from the still warm pool of blood.

Aside from his tattered clothes, there were no other wounds on his body, and his breathing was even more deep and lingering than before the battle.

"Haha! That's really... satisfying!"

I consider myself the person who can best empathize with the loneliness of "the higher you climb, the colder it gets," but I never expected there to be such a master!

Even though the difference in spell power output was not significant, and I even had a slight advantage, I still lost.

The honed physique, the mastered techniques, the honed intuition, the improvisational imagination and explosive power...

In the battle just now, I held nothing back.

Have I conveyed all of this to you properly?

Gojo Satoru chuckled softly, his voice hoarse yet filled with a sense of exhilaration.

The ability to stop time is so powerful it's almost unreasonable.

He easily deduced this while lying on the ground and briefly reflecting on the situation.

If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, he would have found it hard to believe that an individual could possess such a ruthless power to rewrite reality.

Regret? Remorse? Frustration?

Perhaps it flashed through my mind for a fleeting moment.

But what surged in my chest at this moment was more the thrill of witnessing the expansion of the boundaries of power, the excitement of being able to continue to rise after the bottleneck was broken, and the joy of glimpsing the infinite possibility of self-transcendence!

The wheels of time have begun to turn.

The invincible King of Curses from a thousand years ago, and the legendary Great Curse Spirit—these powerful figures, whose mere thought is enough to stir one's heart, will probably emerge one after another in this new era!

"Of course, I felt it fully." Theo stretched out his hand, palm up. "How about it? After such a fight, you should understand that what I said was true, right?"

I have no interest in oppressing the weak; I'm simply driven by a desire to change the world.

Gojo Satoru grinned, revealing a clear, sunny smile like a cheerful young man, and reached out to shake hands firmly with him.

"Um!"

He raised Theo's hand, turned to face the astonished spectators in the distance, and proclaimed loudly, "Congratulations, the new 'strongest in modern times'!"

"I can't maintain the concept of 'six eyes' for long; I'm just better at short bursts," Theo explained modestly, lowering his hand.

"If it's a war of attrition that lasts for several tens of minutes, you will undoubtedly be the winner. Therefore, we can at best be considered tied for the strongest."

"But 'in literature, there is no first place; in martial arts, there is no second.' In a one-on-one duel, that burst of energy in that instant is everything, isn't it?"

Gojo Satoru opened his hands and enthusiastically gestured the name, his eyes sparkling with childlike curiosity and excitement.

"And, your shikigami's ability is indeed time-stopping, isn't it?"

Ever since I learned your name was Theo, I've wanted to ask, could it be "the world"?!

I never imagined that one day I would be able to see characters and abilities that actually came out of a comic book!

It was a very, very novel experience to be hit by countless attacks "at the same time"!

It's my good fortune to be able to fight you.

I haven't felt "growth" so clearly in a long time!

Inspiration flashes through my mind like a meteor shower, and I even want to put it into practice right now!

"Hey, hey, you're happier now that you've fallen from the throne of the strongest?" Theo avoided answering the question about his identity and skillfully changed the subject.

There was not a trace of gloom in Gojo Satoru's smile: "Yes, from the beginning I felt that losing wouldn't be so bad."

If a stronger force is expanding the boundaries ahead, I only need to chase after it in that direction.

Isn't this much more interesting than standing alone on a mountaintop?

Then, he raised Theo's hand high again and addressed the still-shaken audience in the distance:

"Mr. Theo has won! So next—it's time for the closed-door meeting of the Grandmaster Mages!"

As the shocked crowd and the boiling discussion gradually dispersed, only Theo, Gojo Satoru, Natsuyuki, and Etotsu Yuta remained in the center of the empty pit.

My technique is "imitation".

After copying "Spirit Manipulation Technique" and "No Limits Technique", I now have two more quotas for imitation.

Within your known scope, are there any techniques you would recommend?

Theo readily shared information about his technique with the three of them, showing no concern that he might be caught off guard and suffer a setback.

"It really was an 'imitation'? I thought you were bluffing back then." Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Yes, unconditional 'imitation'." Theo nodded in confirmation.

"Wow, Mr. Theo is amazing!" Yuta Otsuko couldn't help but exclaim softly. "My technique is also 'imitation,' but... it has some strict conditions and limitations."

"The Zen-in family's 'Ten Shadow Techniques' is an ancient technique that is on par with the Gojo family's 'Limitless Techniques,' and it has great potential."

However, I'm not sure if any of the Ten Shadow Masters are still alive in this generation.

Xia Youjie pondered for a moment and then offered two suggestions.

"In addition, the Dog Roll family's 'spells' are also extremely unique."

By infusing their voice with magical power, spellcasters can transform language into curses with tangible influence, almost like the power of words to make them come true.

Among the students, the gray-haired boy with snake eyes and fangs marked on his face—Dog-Turtle Thorn—is this generation's spellcaster.

"...I happen to know one of the Ten Shadow Techniques," Gojo Satoru chimed in. "I adopted Fushiguro Jinji's child; that kid inherited the long-lost 'Ten Shadow Techniques' of the Zenin family."

"Could we get him into a vocational college early?" Theo asked bluntly.

"It's not that it's impossible," Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "Are you in such a hurry to 'collect' them?"

"Intensity is always better the more it is."

"The world is sick, and I, this awe-inspiring giant who loves humanity, must take up swords and ignite fire to save it."

"Gojo Satoru, may I call you Satoru?"

"Of course!" Gojo Satoru smiled brightly. "We became friends after our initial misunderstanding, and now you're my friend too!"

"Okay, Wu." Dio's voice lowered a bit. "I once arrogantly thought that your kindness was the simplicity of someone who had never experienced the world, the naivety of someone sheltered in a greenhouse who was unaware of the storms of life."

I was wrong. That wasn't naivety; it was the courage to see through the darkness and still choose to embrace the light.

"Because I really like everyone at the Jujutsu High School, I'm never lonely." Gojo Satoru laughed, easily steer the conversation back to the road issue.

"Theo, you and Jay want to achieve 'optimization of spell power,' right?"

Your ideas are great and interesting.

But most people in this country like to tell themselves that "reality is unchanging," even though their lives are often fraught with danger.

Not everyone has the courage to risk their life to make a difference.

Perhaps you want to use your own existence as an "anchor" to suppress the cursed spirits with your own body, while forcibly popularizing the understanding of curses, brutally tearing open that hidden world and exposing it to the world.

But this is more than just revealing the truth; fear and the stark reality of survival will act as a whip, constantly stratifying non-magicians: those who can awaken, those with potential, and those who are utterly powerless...

This forces them to desperately grasp at that straw called "cursed power" in order to survive.

The pressure of despair and death forces the entire human race to evolve.

Very efficient, even 'reasonable'.

But Dio—

Before reaching your "ideal outcome"—a clean, resilient mantra that everyone can chant—the world of ordinary people will likely be filled with voices of opposition, fear, and collapse, rising and falling like a tsunami, with no peace ever coming.

Parents will curse you for letting your child witness nightmares, politicians will criticize you for destroying social order, and scholars will condemn you for trampling on human ethics.

Countless people living in a false sense of peace will hate you for disrupting their 'daily life' on which they depend for survival.

Are you prepared to face all of this—a world that may tear itself apart before it can evolve, amidst the growing pains of transformation?

"A true man possesses his own strategies." To Gojo Satoru's question, Theo's response was detached yet resolute: "We're all sensible people; at this point, why bother with pretense? Mono no aware? Eternity? What do those have to do with me?"

"Hey—aren't you the giant who claims to love humanity?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head and said with a playful tone, as if to say, "I'll give you a taste of your own medicine."