***

"How's the new body?" I asked casually, taking a seat on some rubble.

"Dunno. I feel like I'm at my prime," Toji replied, moving his body reflexively to check for any abnormalities.

"Well, you should be. If you die again, I can just resurrect you in 10 days, or reanimate. Ah, it's way better than that crappy reanimation," I said, pointing at the dead body that had hosted Toji before.

Toji raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Should you be messing around with the dead?"

"Who is going to pick a fight with god?" I retorted after hearing that.

The earth started rumbling where we were standing.

"You sure we shouldn't be checking that out?" Toji grinned as he pointed to the faraway firefly explosion and the collapsing and exploding buildings.

"IS THAT ALL YOU GOT CURSED SPIRIT?! ~ "NOT YET!!!!!" Could be heard from here.

"Nawh, it's fine. It's just Sukuna and some fire bender showing off," I waved off his interest as if it was nothing worth noting.

"Sukuna?" Toji tilted his head.

"Wait, that King of Curses?" He was a little surprised. Then he shrugged, realizing it wasn't his problem to deal with.

"He is using a vessel. So, he will be gone in about 5-10 minutes before losing control to the original owner," I casually dropped the bomb for him.

"Things went downhill after I died, huh? What a time to be alive," Toji remarked, whistling as we witnessed some destruction happening.

"Anyways, you up for the task?" I asked eagerly.

"Well, I never had this kind of treatment before. Well, I think I understand why you picked me for the job." He was unamused by my task for him.

"You are a perfectionist, duh." I said, tilting my head at his response, still attempting to win him over. My goodwill had no end, truly.

"10 days, right?" Toji asked about his resurrection, still finding it hard to believe, despite experiencing it firsthand.

"There's a reanimation with no cool down if you want that, but it will require one living human. I never used it before. Which one do you want?" I explained.

Toji clicked his tongue after hearing that. But of course the choice is obvious. Pure World Resurrection. Fully resurrecting a person up to their prime state when they were alive. A feat above miracle. Toji wished for the resurrection of his wife.

"By the way… Are you sure about this? Your wife is going to kill you herself." I snickered.

"Ah," Toji had an unexpected epiphany: he suddenly remembered that he had just attempted suicide in front of his own son. No, he'd made several attempts to kill his own son during that recent fight. However, he had a reason for that, as he was walking a manifestation of carnage who had barely control of himself.

"Doesn't matter, I will deserve it." He said with a cool voice.

"Spoken like a true man. Good luck." I gave a glance at him.

"Anything I should be aware of before I go?" Toji started analyzing the gear, checking the load of items I had given him – a small storage bag that could fit and store anything up to 100kg (Around 220 pounds).

"Nah, you're a pro. You're in your element when you handle things yourself. Those are all the tools for you anyway. Just be sure to bring her back alive when she fucks up." I replied.

"First time I've been assigned a rescue mission," Toji smirked as he geared up with the armament I had provided him.

"Well, it's also going to be your last," I shrugged before we both disappeared from our spot.

***
11:14 PM

Kento Nanami messed up. Here he was inside the underground of the station, hacking and slashing his way through a never-ending swarm of cursed spirits, ranging from the lowliest scrubs to the top-tier 1st graders.

His mind raced as he couldn't help but wonder, 'Something went terribly wrong. Itadori... No Sukuna is out there now, and I'm stuck in here.'

With every ounce of his strength, he pushed himself to the limit, cutting down all the cursed spirits that pursued him. He weaved, dodged, and calculated every move while trying to conserve his stamina.

And as he continued to fight on, an exasperated thought crossed his mind, 'If I was still out there right now, I might have ended up facing Sukuna. Shit.'

The horde of cursed spirits showed no signs of letting up, as if someone were intentionally summoning them to chip away at his stamina. After exorcising every cursed spirit in his immediate vicinity, Kento Nanami finally took a moment to catch his breath.

And then, out of nowhere, the special grade cursed spirit Mahito appeared, his hand lunging forward to make contact with Nanami.

"NANAMIN!!!!!!!!!!" Itadori's voice rang out with concern as he appeared at the entrance of the station.

'Shit, he's so damn loud,' Nanami cursed inwardly as he narrowly evaded the incoming hand, just inches away from a potentially lethal touch. As he realized who it was that almost touched him, a deep frown etched across his face. 'Another close call,' He thought, feeling the cold specter of death once more. "You, again?" Nanami cursed.

"7-3 man, you're still conscious?" Mahito exclaimed with twisted delight. As he charged once more.

Itadori swiftly joined the ongoing fight, charging forward to assist Nanami. There were so many things they wanted to say to each other about what had happened, but taking care of this special grade spirit takes priority.

“MAHITOOOO!” Itadori yelled as he charged, launching a punch at Mahito with fury in his eyes.

When Nanami was clearing the area against multiple countless cursed spirits, his injuries had worsened, but he couldn't afford to falter now. He parried Mahito's flailing arms and attempted a counterattack.

Nanami was putting his all into trying to land a critical blow on Mahito. However, what was originally a one on one was now becoming a game of cat and mouse chase because it was two on one. With Itadori as the close combatant trying to cave Mahito's face in. All Nanami could do was slicing and hacking at all the incoming limbs, projectiles, and transfigured humans with his cleaver.

'It is basically one-on-one between Itadori and that special grade spirit.' Nanami quickly concluded as he got into position to slash and hack at Mahito's extended limbs, deftly dodging the surprising mutated hands coming out from the extended limbs and then disposing of the transfigured humans that Mahito hurled into the fray. Nanami is filling the role as support.

The battle raged on, with Itadori and Nanami pursuing Mahito through the station.

As they relentlessly pursued Mahito, who employed a hit-and-run tactic, Nanami's mind raced. Mahito's strategy involved throwing disfigured humans at them, aiming to inflict injuries and gradually wear down their strength while also trying to break their morale.

The cursed spirit grinned maliciously, his body morphing and twisting in grotesque ways, as if to taunt them further. "You must be very tired, 7-3 man!" Mahito purred, his voice dripping with malevolence.

Nanami gritted his teeth, determined not to show weakness. "Just another day at the office." However, deep down, he knew that he had no more tricks up his sleeves. His reserves of cursed energy were dwindling, and his overtime had been depleted during his previous battle against Jagon.

It's two against one. But even so, Nanami was quickly becoming a hindrance to Itadori. His stamina and injuries were bordering on reaching critical levels if he continued fighting at this pace.

Mahito seemed to sense Nanami reaching his limits and grinned even wider, his form distorting further. 'I will end that man before Yuji's very eyes, and that will deal a crushing blow to his soul.' Instead of now trading blows with Itadori and evading, he zeroed in on Nanami with the clear intention of killing him.

As Nanami's mind raced for a solution and Mahito charged at him, sensing his fatigue and vulnerability, the only glimmer of hope lay for Nanami was executing a Black Flash. But it relied on sheer chance. Nanami, who was now the target, ran while dodging, parrying, and pushing himself closer to the edge of exhaustion. The pain and burns from the previous fight were now constricting his abilities even further.

Upon seeing Nanami's predicament, Yuji immediately pursued him, determined to defend him. However, at this critical moment, Mahito halted unexpectedly, a sinister smile stretching across his face as he unleashed one of his cursed techniques, "Soul Multiplicity. BODY REPEL!!" A relentless fusion of transfigured human and soul shot toward Nanami.

With lightning reflexes, Nanami cleaved through it instantly. But there was something different about this strike—it was enveloped in a crackling blend of black and red lightning, a Black Flash.

Mahito's attack didn't stop there. He suddenly emerged in front of the transfigured human with his hand lunging toward Nanami from the damaged transfigured human entity. His body showed visible signs of taking the hit and damage from the Black Flash he had endured, but that didn't stop him from pressing the assault.

In a desperate attempt to minimize the damage, Nanami summoned every last ounce of his cursed energy to create a protective barrier where the hand had connected. He knew he couldn't dodge this attack, having already pushed himself to his physical limit during the last swing while trying to recover some energy from the Black Flash.

Unfortunately, despite his efforts, the damage had been inflicted. Nanami's chest began to bulge and explode parts of his body, ultimately rendering him unconscious. Remarkably, his entire body didn't get destroyed, but the extent of his injuries left him completely incapacitated.

"MAHITOOO!" Yuji roared, charging toward Mahito, a turbulent mix of anger and devastation coursing through him due to the sudden loss. However, Mahito had already initiated his retreat, gaining distance from Yuji while grumbling about the pain from the earlier Black Flash.

"Damn. That hurt. He really pulled off a Black Flash at that moment?" Mahito grumbled. He had taken the Black Flash head-on from Nanami to execute that surprising touch. The damage was inflicted onto his head. Now, he was trying to recover a little while gaining distance from Yuji.

However, unexpectedly, Mahito was hit with another attack, this time a severe injury to his very soul. As if from nowhere, attacks in the form of nails began appearing, piercing Mahito and causing him to spit out blood.

"What the...?" Mahito was taken aback and stunned by this unforeseen turn of events. The knowledge was immediately sent to him. 'My body double was hit by that shitty girl?' disbelief that there was another natural enemy that could hurt him besides Itadori Yuji.

As Itadori witnessed these bewildering developments unfolding before him, he found it hard to believe his own eyes. The unexpected situation hit him like a ton of bricks, and he took a brief moment to collect himself.

"Kugi-saki?!" Itadori recognized the source of the attack and made a conscious effort to maintain his cool. He understood the importance of staying in control as a jujutsu sorcerer. Moreover, he wasn't alone in this fight.

With Mahito immobilized by the effects of the cursed technique, a golden opportunity presented itself to Itadori. Without hesitation, he seized the moment and launched a flurry of consecutive blows.

***

My curse techniques no longer use cursed energy because I now optimize omniverse energy. 

As I lay on the cold floor, my gaze fixed on the night sky from a building's rooftop, and I could still hear the screams and yells in the background, a chaotic symphony of the monkeys' anguish. The humans near me were dying left and right but my thoughts were entirely consumed by the absence of my companions.

"What would Flone do if she were here?" I muttered to myself.

'If only I could use cloning. I could do a lot of things.' I mused to myself. I'd already killed a dozen humans because their constant yelling at me to save them was pissing me off. They simply would not just shut up until I slaughtered a bunch of them.

A sudden, dark thought crossed my mind. 'Oh, How fuck up would it be if I were to join with the cursed spirits, only to betray them and end up locked in battle against both jujutsu sorcerers and cursed spirits? Now that sounds like a good time.' I mused, the thought lingering in the back of my mind.

I watched in silence and turned my head towards the world's antagonists, Geto, lurking in the distance watching everything from afar with Uraume. 'But I don't even know what he's plotting,' Sighing to myself.

Suddenly, a rumbling disturbance rippled through the nearby road. A group of transfigured humans shout out, forcefully pushing two individuals forward, and another person follows closely behind. They had just emerged from the train station below.

"TIME TO KICK IT UP A NOTCH ITADORI! THIS COULD BE OUR LAST CHANCE TO CURSE EACH OTHER!" The Patch face declared, his voice filled with extreme delight and malice. 

I couldn't help but turn my attention to the unfolding battle. 'Oh? A fight?' I mused to myself, they were all in the ‘zone’ after using black flashes.

As the fight continued to progress, I observed the ongoing battle with interest, my eyes recognizing the combatants. "That's Todo, that's Itadori, and that must be Mahito," I noted, recognizing the individuals involved. 'It's really different seeing them in action.'

The unfolding events seemed like a reenactment from the anime or manga, happening before my eyes at an astonishing pace. I mean I knew what was coming, yet it still took me by surprise when Mahito unleashed his Domain Expansion in a mere 0.2 seconds. The atmosphere around the battlefield became increasingly tense for those three as the battle entered a new, dangerous phase.

As for me? Observing the 0.2-second domain expansion happening in action. That was fucking awesome I thought to myself as I watched the spectacle unfold. I made an effort to remember the scene clearly because I knew that seeing such moments in person was an extreme privilege.

The fight remained fast-paced, but with my six eyes, I could see it as if it were a meticulously choreographed performance, with every move and detail crystal clear in my vision. But I can't read their thoughts lulz.

After Mahito’s quick Domain Expansion, the tides had completely shifted in Mahito's favor. He wasted no time, charging straight at Yuji and delivering a powerful blow, sending him flying. Then leaped towards Todo without missing a beat, landing a devastating punch directly into his stomach with the destructive amplified power of Black Flash.

"Damn, that's gotta hurt," I whistled, wincing in sympathy as I watched Todo take that Black Flash from Mahito.

~

As the scene replayed itself, mirroring what was seen in the anime and manga, it wasn't long until Geto and Uraume made their move and made their dramatic appearance. Geto converted Mahito into a sphere and then swallowed it. 'Ew.'

With my ring of invisibility still equipped and Ranmaru's doujutsu active, I concealed any traces of my presence and prevented the detection of my energy. As I stealthily moved closer to the scene, I had an immediate change of plans after a thought crossed my mind.

'Why did the fuck did I not think about stealing the prison realm.' I had an immediate change of plans. 'If I want to make myself a target for both cursed spirits and sorcerers, this is the perfect way to do it.' I mused.

***

"NAORITOSHI KAMO!" Choso's voice boomed with anger and hatred, one his other name echoing through the battlefield.

'Oh yeah, that's another one of his names.' I noted that down in my memory.

And that's when Uraume slid into the battlefield… himself/herself? ITself.

As the group tried to react to this new development, Uraume cast the cursed technique, "Ice Formation Frost Calm," instantly freezing all the jujutsu high sorcerers in place. The fight was becoming even more unpredictable.

"Don't kill them. I need a messenger," Geto instructed Uraume, looking back at them with a hint of annoyance.

"Is that reason enough to let everyone live?" Uraume questioned, with the voice tinged with a mix of skepticism and frustration. While busy healing from the wounds inflicted by Choso's piercing blood.

I remained stealthily behind Geto, watching the situation unfold with keen interest. While the thought of picking his pocket crossed my mind, I decided it might be more entertaining to steal the prison realm right in front of his face after he revealed it to everyone.

Although seeing how everyone is about to die if I don't make a move, it kind of makes me feel weird. As much as I would like to help them, I know SHE is going to make an appearance. I can also see Toji Fushiguro watching the chaos from a distance, well at least he is doing his job.

As Uraume dropped ice projectiles on the sorcerers, a Shinigami blocked them, and a mysterious woman leaped into the scene. Her seductive posture and playful question to Geto indicated her familiarity with him.

"It's been a while, Geto. Can I get your answer from before?" An unknown woman made her appearance onto the battlefield with a seductive posture, all while protecting the sorcerers from the ice attack.

"What kind of girls are you into?" She asked in a teasing manner.

"YUKI TSUKUMO!" Geto exclaimed in surprise, his tone indicating that her appearance was unexpected and had taken him aback.

'Was that actually his answer or... he's calling her name out?' I tilted my head as I heard that, puzzled. He's in fact lowkey about everything after all.

As this was my first time seeing her in the flesh, and I couldn't help but be struck by her stunning appearance. 'She's hot, like Maki and cute like Miwa.' I thought to myself, my gaze momentarily fixed on her before turning my attention back to Geto. 'Prison realm first.' I reminded myself, as I felt a shiver coursing through my spine.

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A/N: My editor went mia 😢