A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

Satoru Gojo sat in the VIP section of the first row, his eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, calmly watching the figure on the stage and quietly listening to every word.

Theo's words, like a stone thrown into a deep pool, stirred ripples in his heart, unconsciously making him recall the trajectory of his life so far.

change the world.

This word, once, seemed so vague and meaningless to him.

Because it is too grandiose, it seems more like a child's casual remark when they don't understand its weight.

Just like when a child is asked about their ideal, and they say "I want to be a world champion" or "I want to be an astronaut when I grow up," most listeners will just laugh it off and not take it seriously.

Most people, after witnessing the vastness of the world and their own limitations as they grow up, will respond with a helpless smile to their childhood boasts.

This is not about choosing mediocrity, but rather about accepting reality with equanimity.

Things that are truly impossible should not be forced.

However, Gojo Satoru is different.

As an "outlier" born above billions of people on this planet, he has always insisted on seeing himself as a "human being".

Because of his fear of the loneliness he was born with, he actively imitated and learned how ordinary people should behave, embarking on a path completely opposite to that of the "King of Curses," Ryoumen Sukuna, who was capricious and treated all things as straw dogs a thousand years ago.

But this does not change the fundamental difference.

Vision is the basis for a person's understanding of the outside world and the foundation for establishing logical thinking.

In Gojo Satoru's "Six Eyes," the world presents a completely different picture!

His ability to observe minute details at the atomic level made it difficult for him from a young age to "understand" ordinary people using the senses of a normal person, and naturally made it even more difficult for him to "empathize".

This cognitive gap created a deep sense of loneliness within him.

In his eyes, only sorcerers could barely be considered "the same kind," but most of them were extremely fragile and needed his energy to protect them.

Therefore, he is unable to truly empathize with the ethics and morality of ordinary people.

For a long time, Gojo Satoru used the judgment of his close friend Natsuyuki as the standard by which he measured good and evil and made choices.

He would calmly and rationally choose to sacrifice the minority in order to punish the clear-cut villains and save the wider majority, even if that sacrifice might include himself.

In his view, this is an efficient and reasonable "optimal solution".

He would personally travel around dealing with one dangerous curse after another, keeping himself extremely busy, and even using reversal techniques to optimize his sleep time, almost working overtime indefinitely.

In order to "nurture the next generation" and "avoid causing excessive destruction," he would deliberately restrain his overly powerful abilities and suppress his potential for further growth.

With Gojo Satora's unparalleled strength, standing at the pinnacle of jutsu, he could have easily crushed the corrupt higher-ups and become the absolute dictator of the jutsu world.

However, the idea that "violence cannot win people's hearts" instilled in him from childhood by his family and the established order acted like an invisible shackle, anchoring him within the "rules".

He chose a more circuitous and gentler path—to become a teacher, attempting to pry open that seemingly unbreakable rock from within, by educating and influencing the next generation.

This is also a kind of mindset limitation stemming from the five levels of social class from which Wudō came.

As the heir to a wealthy family in a capitalist country, everything he saw, learned, and thought about was shaped by the "common sense" of that class.

He naturally believed that while the system was imperfect, there was still room for improvement; and while violence was powerful, it could not build a true future.

He was gently enveloped in an information cocoon and never considered the option of "changing the world"—not that it was impossible, but that he never thought about it.

He looked down upon the world of magic, yet he was also limited by his own perspective.

Until Theo appeared, tearing through that thick iron curtain with overwhelming force, proving through his actions the fragility and absurdity of the old ways.

Gojo Gosuke felt as if a lightning bolt had illuminated his heart, allowing him to truly see what he wanted.

He finally understood that his desire to "change the world" did not have to be bound by the framework of the old era.

Power itself is neither good nor evil; the key lies in the vision it creates.

A strong person will never be satisfied with merely describing what the world "is" like.

The strong only dedicate themselves to defining and shaping what the world "should" be!

Therefore, one doesn't have to be a repairman within the system forever. Sometimes, becoming the rule-maker is a better and more thorough form of "innovation".

But occasionally, Gojo Satoru would feel a little uneasy and doubtful.

If his inner self was so powerful as to be almost twisted, and his arrogance and obsession reached an extreme...

So, the Dio before us is someone who can trust others without reservation, firmly believes that his path is correct, and has the courage and ability to bear all the consequences even if he is wrong.

How arrogant must his confidence and certainty, based on absolute strength and clear understanding, be to what extent?

Gojo Satoru leaned back, sinking slightly into his seat.

A new era is truly arriving in a way that far exceeds everyone's expectations.

For the first time, he truly felt that he was no longer the "strongest" who had to stand alone at the top and bear everything.

Finally, we can... have something to look forward to, and someone to journey with.

At this once-in-a-lifetime gathering, sorcerers from all over Japan and even overseas are huddled together in small groups, eagerly exchanging information and opinions.

Even those sorcerers who were usually gloomy and aloof, and who were often mistreated by fate, had rare smiles on their faces as they introduced themselves to each other.

Perhaps it's because, under this roof, for the first time, they no longer have to bear the heavy fate of being accompanied by the curse alone.

The air was filled with a unique excitement and restlessness that comes with the transition between the old and the new.

The sound waves were not random noise; one could almost hear the faint rumble of the gears of time turning within them.

The Hokkaido sorcerer and his Kyushu colleagues put their arms around each other, discussing the potential resource allocation and mission opportunities that the institutional reforms might bring, their eyes sparkling with anticipation for the benefits of change.

The sorcerers from the Shikoku region gathered with several freelance sorcerers who had been wandering overseas for many years, discussing intriguing anecdotes from the secular political arena, especially the progress of the prime ministerial campaign of the intriguing Mr. Abe. They occasionally reminisced about the Heian period, a golden age that was initiated by Abe no Seimei a thousand years ago, a time when sorcery and secular power were closely intertwined.

They generally believe that as knowledge of incantations becomes more widespread, the status and influence of sorcerers in secular society will inevitably rise, and they may even return to a level of being highly respected and deeply involved in national affairs, similar to the "Onmyoji" in the ancient Onmyo-ryō (Yin-Yang Bureau).

Throughout history, humans have never been a species that can easily coexist harmoniously.

Suspicion, disagreements, and the struggle for interests are like undercurrents deeply rooted in the blood.

However, when a being like Theo, who transcends all rules and powers, appears and coordinates the overall situation with absolute will, those differences that were once considered insurmountable suddenly seem insignificant.

Within the framework he established, conflict lost its fertile ground to spread.

After all, the reality of human society is that peace is achieved by the one in a dominant position controlling the situation, rather than by two equally matched forces firmly shaking hands and making peace.

All three starter families were present, making for a complete lineup.

On the Gojo family's side, the parents of the current head of the family, Gojo Satoru—two middle-aged sorcerers with elegant demeanor who stood out even in a crowd—had already attended as family representatives, standing calmly at the front.

The Kamo family was led by the young master, Kamo Noriyuki, with his parents standing behind him, their faces serious and their clothes impeccably dressed. The three of them maintained a dignified demeanor, upholding the strict style of an ancient family.

The Zenin family had the largest number of attendees, with the current head of the family, Zenin Naohito, at the center, surrounded by his family members and descendants, forming a rather imposing crowd.

The presence of both older and younger members of the family demonstrates the continued prosperity and potential of the Zen family.

In addition, there were nearly a thousand ordinary members from the three families, whose faces were unfamiliar and whose affiliation could only be determined by their family crests.

Most of them stood quietly behind their respective representatives, forming the large and silent base of the gathering.

Among the dense crowd at the Zen temple, the figures of two sisters stood out.

After being severed from the "curse" link with her twin sister May by Lord Theo's conceptual slash, Zenin Maki's physical body reached perfection, completing her transformation into "Heaven and Tyrant".

Thanks to her outstanding combat skills, she was recently granted the qualification of a first-level mage.

At this moment, Maki was standing behind her father, Zenin Sen, whose expression was never very pleasant.

Unlike her father's forced smile, her face wore a bright and determined smile, a genuine satisfaction and confidence that came from hard work to gain recognition and for her dreams to become reality.

The road must be taken one step at a time. The first test to becoming the head of the family—becoming a first-level mage—she has already completed!

Zenin Mai stood half a step behind her older sister, Maki.

She wore a dark purple Japanese-style modified dress, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of the dress, her gaze sometimes falling on the tall figure on the stage, and sometimes secretly glancing at the back of her sister in front of her.

Mai finally couldn't hold back any longer and leaned closer in a low voice: "Maki, you seem... very happy?"

Maki didn't turn around, but her voice came clearly from ahead: "Of course. Isn't the reform obviously a good thing?"

"But..." Zhenyi bit her lower lip, her voice barely audible, "Father..."

"What do I care what he does?" Maki turned her head slightly, a hint of anger at his lack of ambition flashing in her eyes, which were hidden behind her glasses.

"Mai, listen carefully."

From this day forward, the rules of the Zen family are no longer heaven or earth!

They are nothing anymore!

We should only worship Lord Theo!

No one else in this world deserves the title of 'savior' except him!