Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

At the surface exit of Shibuya Station, countless pebbles were violently ripped up by the cursed power, transforming into countless deadly weapons.

"Hahahaha! This is the essence of the soul! This is my true outline!"

The roar of a real person echoed through the empty ruins, carrying a chilling feeling.

Its skin, which was originally covered with stitches, was now covered with a deep purple, obsidian-hard shell. Its body became slender and extremely explosive, and its long tail lashed out like a steel whip, shattering the bus stop sign by the roadside.

"Killing them all creates spirits."

Yuji Itadori knelt amidst the ruins, his chest heaving violently. His gaze was fixed intently on the real man, his killing intent to completely exorcise the cursed spirit almost tangible.

"Brother, don't be fooled by his appearance." Higashido Aoi, shirtless, said, "He's just a different person. Don't underestimate our bond!"

Dongtang's mind raced with calculations. He was assessing the maximum defensive capabilities of the real person and the remaining stamina of the tiger-like creature. In his view, the real person was indeed incredibly dangerous, but he also had absolute confidence in himself and those around him.

"Small fry... should just obediently crumble!"

The real person vanished from the spot in an instant, at a speed too fast for the naked eye to detect.

"Snapped!"

Dongtang quickly clapped his hands.

Space shifted instantly, and the real person's heavy fist slammed into a flying piece of concrete, instantly turning it into dust. However, the real person's tail spun at an incredible angle, aiming straight for Dongtang's throat.

"Boom!"

An unstable figure, emanating a dim purple aura, stumbled out of the shadows on the flank.

It is the first day of the twelfth month.

He rushed back to the battlefield immediately after receiving treatment.

"Damn it... everything's a mess."

On the first day of the twelfth month, he sensed his sea of ​​consciousness. Because he had forcibly activated his domain, the power of the talismans within his body no longer followed the normal cycle of time, but instead fell into a strange mirror image.

It's past 2 a.m., which should be the time for the "Ox," but he's mobilizing the power of 2 p.m. – the Sheep Talisman.

"The sheep... its soul... is just right to restrain the human."

On the first day of the twelfth month, he gritted his teeth, and the pale purple talisman in his mind burst forth with a faint light.

In that instant, his physical body became almost an empty shell, and a translucent, chilling spirit stepped out. In this state, he could clearly see the soul core constantly twisting and reforming beneath the hard outer shell of the real person.

"Hey, stitched-up face, do you remember me?!"

The spirit of the new moon twirled in mid-air, hurtling towards the real person with an inertia-defying physics. Because it was almost unrestrained by space in its spirit form, it dodged the real person's blade and delivered a powerful, shock-like punch that struck the real person's chin directly.

"Ughhhh!"

The real man's soul let out a piercing scream. His proud, hardened shell offered extremely high defense against physical attacks, but faced with the Sheep Talisman's dimensional attack, which targeted the very essence of the soul, his movements instantly froze.

"Now's the time! Yuujin!" Aoi Toudou roared, and applause rang out again.

Without any hesitation, Hisahito Itadori appeared instantly in front of Masato's chest with Toudou's help.

Black Flash, a triple burst.

Black sparks exploded continuously on the real man's chest, forcibly blasting this arrogant cursed spirit into a crater tens of meters deep in the ruins.

"Huff... huff..."

Tiger Cane supported his knees as he looked at the real person in the pit who had reverted to his original form and was in a sorry state.

"Is it over?"

"No." The spirit of the new moon returned to his body, and his gaze fell on the figure approaching from afar.

"Wow, what a beautiful work! To evolve to this extent under such dire circumstances, Masato, you truly impress me."

Rōsō, disguised as Natsume, emerged from the shadows with a smile. He deftly toyed with the "Prison Gate," a weapon covered in eyeballs that had completely sealed Gojō Sō's body.

"...Help me!" The real person struggled to climb upwards.

"Save you?" Lu Su looked down at him, his eyes devoid of any emotion, only a greedy gaze toward ripe fruit.

"Spirit Manipulation Technique - Extreme - Vortex".

A black shadow burst from Lu Suo's palm. Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, Zhenren let out a final, desperate wail, his entire body twisted into a tiny black ball of light, which Lu Suo casually stuffed into his mouth and swallowed.

"Ugh...it tastes awful." Lu Suo elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, the entire arena fell silent. The monster that had plunged everyone into such a fierce battle was absorbed like a snack.

"Give Gojo-sensei back...!"

Yuujin Itadori's rage reignited, and he charged toward Rōsō, dragging his battered body. However, Rōsō merely waved his hand, and thousands of ferocious-looking Level 1 cursed spirits poured out from beneath his feet like a black torrent, instantly filling the entire arena.

"Damn it, time jumped again."

On the first day of the twelfth month, he felt the power within his body shift once again. The wheel in his sea of ​​consciousness spun wildly, leaping from the sheep to the monkey talisman.

"The agile monkey makes me versatile."

The first day of December followed immediately. He leaped into the air, his body rapidly expanding and elongating in a cloud of golden smoke.

"roar--!"

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the new moon of December transformed into a gigantic monkey covered in golden mane. This was the ultimate manifestation of the monkey talisman's "transformation" ability: mimicking the characteristics of a legendary creature capable of suppressing demons.

He swung his enormous arm, each strike bringing with it a violent gale, shattering the tide of cursed spirits rushing towards the crowd into black debris.

"Oh? This ability to change physical attributes... the things about you, kid, are getting more and more interesting."

Lu Suo stood atop the pile of cursed spirits, his eyes gleaming.

On the first day of the twelfth month, using the mimicry of the monkey talisman, he fought his way through the horde of cursed spirits, his goal being to take Lu Suo's head. However, Lu Suo was too steady, constantly releasing various spells to interfere, as if observing a wild beast trapped in a cage.

"Playtime is over."

Lu Suo's smile faded. He had completed the final analysis of the True Person Technique "Transformation of Non-Action".

"Satoru has been sealed, and all the parts have arrived." Ryosaku slowly clasped his hands together, and a surge of suppressed magical power that made the entire Tokyo tremble suddenly erupted.

"Radiating outwards from Shibuya to the entirety of Japan. Those whose marks I have left their mark, it's time to wake up."

The extinction migration has officially begun.

As the incantation was cast, countless jet-black beams of light shot into the sky.

"Farewell, sorcerers living in the old era."

Lu Suo's figure gradually disappeared into the shadows. Zhang Xiang rushed over from a distance, looked at the empty platform and the retreating enemy, and let out a painful roar.

As Lu Suo departed, the tide of cursed spirits receded.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he broke free of the monkey charm's mimicry and landed in the ruins. His body hadn't fully recovered to the strength of an ordinary person; every muscle was spasming.

He turned around and looked east.

At the end of the broken ruins of Shibuya Station, a faint red light slowly pierces through the vanished "tent".

That was the sun on November 1, 2018.