The very next I awake in a room filled with weights and posters of cage fighters like Chuck Liddell and Tito Ortiz.
"Holy shit — it's Chuck Liddell? He's here too?" I muttered under my breath as I tried to get up, only to be held down by a woman with long white hair and a toned physique who refused to let me go.
"Five more minutes," she said after feeling my attempt to leave.
Not really resisting anymore — who wouldn't want to be pinned down by a slim, thick Amazonian woman? I turned my head for a better look. On a shelf I saw a similar pink bear plushie.
"I guess she is still just a girl," I muttered aloud. Turning toward the door, I met the sight of the 6'5" man himself, Ryo.
"Ohh, seems like someone enjoyed their night," said Ryo.
"I got my ass beat for twelve rounds straight. What's the fun in that?" I said flatly.
"Well, you have to start somewhere. And don't worry about the marriage — it will take place after her graduation from Jujutsu Kaisen," said Ryo as he shot me a thumbs-up.
"Dude, what happened to the stoic man I met at school?"
"Well, I could be a lot worse, I guess."
"Yeah — like being locked up by the elders," said Ryo, laughing as he walked away.
"I should have just let Gojo kill you!!" I yelled at him, wishing I'd never been manipulated so easily.
"Shut up!! I'm sleeping," said Aiko as she pulled me into her embrace. I immediately shut up and enjoyed the moment.
Scene change
A man is standing behind a giant desk made from Italian maple. The legs of the desk have waves of water carved into the wood. Looking out into the night sky from his high rise, he stares down while holding a glass of sake. As he sips, a message from his computer pops up.
"Answer the call!" said the man.
"Master, I have finally made connections in the underworld of New York, and our forces are currently pinpointing the body of the dragon," said the man on the computer.
"I see. Excellent work, Nobu. Any luck with the man they call Fisk?"
"I have yet to receive info on his character, but I have discovered his personal residence woul—"
"No need. As long as we have cards to play, we should wait for the right time to strike. After all, time is an abundance for us."
Scene change
As Gojo and I made our way toward the school, Ryo came out of the manor and began to speak.
"Hey!! We got cars, you know."
Quick with a reply, I answered, "It's so I can pick up some new curses — after all, I had to waste 600 yesterday, and not to mention how your daughter killed off half my first grades."
"Oh. Well, good luck on the hunt, I guess," replied Ryo as he left.
"Wow — what a—"
"Dick," replied Gojo with a smile.
"Read my mind."
"Just happy I have someone around my age who's not weak, who now has to deal with his bullshit," said Gojo while nodding his head.
As we made our way to school, we took our time. I killed multiple curses — nothing special though, just a couple of second grades, two first grades, and ten fourth grades. It wasn't anything noteworthy. I've been growing more and more, but lately I haven't had an increase in cursed energy like before. Maybe I have to surpass 600 again before that starts back up — that was very unfortunate.
As we approached the school, I was met by the sight of Aiko and Ryo leaving. They quickly walked toward us.
"So you're coming to school too, Aiko?" smiled Gojo.
"Of course — after all, this is the school of my fiancé," smiled Aiko as she quickly wrapped an arm around me.
"Summon more curses already. I've been bored having to wait here alone with this lonely old man," whined Aiko.
"We're literally in public," I retorted.
"I know. Curtain — so what's the problem?"
"She just won't let me get stronger," I muttered under my breath.
"Well, seeing as how I've made friends with the principal, you all should enjoy the school day," said Ryo as he walked to a parked car.
"So what — Ryo just slid some money to skip signing papers like last time or what?" Gojo asked, indifferent to the situation.
"Yeah. He talked with her, and after leaving the office she had a heavy blush as she welcomed me as a new third-year," said Aiko in a laid-back tone.
"He didn't slide a check her way if that's the case."
"What do you mean?" asked Gojo.
"Don't worry about it. Let's go," I replied.
As we made our way through the school, the noises of both girls and boys rang out. The sight of a white-haired beauty wrapped around a first-year was a surprise to all. A familiar face walked up.
"Heh, nice," said Daki as he went for a dap; I reciprocated.
"As your captain, I can't tell you how proud I am," cried Daki as he fell to his knees.
"Dude, it's not that serious," I laughed.
"Yeah — after all, she's ugly," Gojo responded, laughing.
Turning her head, Aiko glared at Gojo and said, "Want everyone to know what little Satoru's favorite pastime was?"
"Joke! …Jokes, okay!! I'm only joking. There's no need to go that far, my beautiful sister."
"Good," smiled Aiko.
As we were followed by Daki, I walked Aiko to her class. Both she and Daki parted ways, since they shared that class. Gojo and I continued to our class but were stopped by a familiar feeling coming from the school track. Deciding to follow that feeling, we made our way there. The now-made-out cursed energy was very different in the sense that it was condensed — like how a metal ball could be small but weigh more than it seems.
It led to the almost exact shed that was housing the Sukuna finger, but for some reason it was blue instead of brown.
"Hey Satoru, see anything?"
"Nothing," said Gojo, growing slightly confused as he walked up to the shed.
"Dude, I don't think this is a good idea," I said. As I finished, I could feel the curses that were in me send intent of hunger.
"Ahh, don't tell me you're scared," said Gojo, but before he could open it he attempted to dodge an attack — only for him to freeze halfway through, like stone, followed immediately by a push from Aiko as he tipped over.
"You idiots — this is one of Jujutsu High's seals that holds a powerful curse from the Heian era!!" said Aiko.
"How were we supposed to know that?" said Gojo as he got up, dusting himself off while throwing a deadpan glare.
Seeing this, I began to think: if Gojo was touched and didn't use Limitless — or he couldn't — maybe because of Lag working mentally. Limitless doesn't affect that, meaning he was trying and failing to get out of her effective ra—
"Hey, watch thinking there," Suguru asked Gojo.
"Does Limitless not work on Aiko?"
"The only one in the world! However, when he's older it won't matter — the effective range of his technique would exceed mine. And the hell you mean you didn't know?!! We were tutored on the seals of the Heian gods."
"Yeah, so get ready 'cause when I'm older I'm kicking your ass!" said Gojo.
"So why aren't you considered special grade then?" I asked.
"Politics. Unfortunately, special grade is only for curses usually. When it comes to humans, unless you can overthrow a nation you don't make the cut at all. People like me have to have either merit or politics in the elders' decision. At the moment the Zenin have been making moves to try and limit our political power and have recently got the Kamo clan to do the same. Ever since yesterday my father has been bragging to the elders about your status as a special grade, so that's even more cause. This all started 'cause that dumbass was born," yapped Aiko as she pointed at Gojo.
"Hey!! How's that my fault?" said Gojo.
"I get it now!!" I said, ignoring Gojo. "So who got sealed?"
"During the Heian era, Sukuna managed to evolve into something more than man but not exactly a curse spirit either — he was a god. After that, he gave all sorcerers the means to do it, many using it and becoming the gods of Shinto and the like. However, these gods were weaker than Sukuna — many were incomplete, while others tried to steal Sukuna's throne only to fail. The three families formed a combined front to seal or kill the gods, and one by one they fell, including Sukuna — but the death of all three clan heads was the price," said Aiko.
"More changes, I see," I muttered to myself. "Did the Gojo clan head of the time have Six Eyes like Gojo? No — he only had the Six Eyes. So was Sukuna killed or sealed?"
"He was sealed into twenty fingers."
"I see," I said aloud. "So Kenjaku still did the cursed-object thing to Sukuna — so either this is propaganda or actually what happened in the story." My thoughts grew deeper.
"Don't even think about it — there's no way you could ever absorb Sukuna," said Aiko.
"Hahahah, that wasn't my thought at all," I laughed my ass off.
"Then what was all that deep thought?"
"I was seeing the differences in the myth — after all, Sukuna was taught in history class as myth."
"Oh, I guess you're right."
"So what about humans ascending into gods?"
"Apparently, a Daoist of ancient China wore a Gem of the Universe—"
"A gem of what?" I interrupted. "When was that in the story? This is all way fucked."
"A Gem of the Universe. It's a gem that controls an aspect of the universe. Master Tengen is actually in possession of one of the gems that controls space. But back to the story: the Daoist came wielding power not of curses but inherently different, as if from a different dimension. When she descended she slew god after god and burned all documents of the ritual of ascension. She apparently fought the King of Curses and won, but she sustained a large cut to her face."
After the surprising new development about Sukuna and the fact that the fucking Infinity Stones exist — and judging by her at the end, it was undoubtedly the Ancient One — the new curses and "gods" that never appeared in the story don't even matter. Where the fuck am I really?
Seeing my face, Aiko realized I was in shock — she'd seen it before on the faces of the Gojo clan's sorcerers. After a while, the face remains the same from the constant fighting of unending curses.
I really am fucked. What the hell am I gonna do about Ultron? What am I doing against the army of Chitauri — omg, the actual gods like Thor exist. Would a curse manifest from Asgardians? Could they even, in the first place? My god, Hulk!! What am I doing against an immortal, roid-raging, gamma-infused monster?
Scene change
A man strikingly similar to Mark Ruffalo in a lab coat could be seen mixing chemicals as many assistants surrounded him.
"How is the gamma effect on the solution?" asked a woman in a coat.
"It seems to be somewhat stabilizing the solution, but not entirely — some of it remains unaffected," said Betty to Bruce.
"But still — this is progress," said Betty.
As the two looked toward each other, affection hung between them.
Scene change
Geto POV
I spent the whole day — lunch and practice, hell, even my poke — I mean curse hunting — thinking: it was not just JJK, the Infinity Stones existed and Tengen has the Space Stone. Does that mean Loki will strike Japan, or would Tengen's barrier hide the stone? Can us as sorcerers even compete? I'm truly losing my mind. It's one thing to be Geto in JJK, but I'm literally in Marvel. Shit — were the gods my curses told me about actual curses, or some abomination created in a lab by some random mad scientist with jujutsu?
Ohh man, I'm fucked…. No — fuck that. I killed a god and rewrote my curse technique with a binding vow and have the potential to have an army of thousands. Geto took over that Tengen religion and made it a national business, so I'll just do the same but better. Making my decision, I made up my mind: I'm going to remember everything about the movies and what I know from the comics. Hell, I'll do the same for DC — God only knows (or One Above All knows) who's in this universe. After all, I won't leave anything out at this point. After all — now that I think about it, I'd pay big bucks to see the Ancient One just freezing Sukuna and putting belt to ass, or could Cleave cut through time? Knowing Sukuna (Gege), I wouldn't doubt it.
After making it home, I ignored everyone and made my way to the training area. Aiko went on a mission with the Gojo clan warriors for hands-on training, and Gojo was on a genocide run on Undertale. As I sat in the hall alone, I began breaking down my powers in my mind as I conversed with my curses; they too gave input until the god I absorbed — who remains silent — spoke.
"You made a mistake."
"What?"
"That power you unleashed wasn't just a vow. You changed Uzumaki forever. Instead of Ultimate and Maximum being two different techniques, they are the same — meaning you have yet to reverse the technique and achieve a Domain."
"So what would be the reversal then?"
"How am I supposed to know, mortal? Think about it yourself."
"Asshole! So if Ultimate Uzumaki is my new Maximum, how would I reverse the technique?" Deciding to experiment, I took a curse and began to enact my first of many experiments. I sacrificed one — nothing, no power increase, not awesome power. So I summoned another, and another, and another — nothing worked. Growing angrier, I sacrificed another. I was so low I had to dip into my special grade firsts, and I was so pissed during it I smacked a sword out of anger.
At this point I'm not canon Geto — I don't have thousands of spirits to spare to drop crazy levels of attack power. But then it happened: the sword glowed and the spirit was completely sacrificed. As the sword glowed, I could feel the cursed energy fuse into the blade. All the curse power gave the sword the ability to use the technique of the curse while making it a hundred times sharper and increasing the density of the sword. This was insane — I can make cursed objects. I'm gonna abuse this.
Using the sword, the technique couldn't be fully utilized without an enemy. The curse technique is called Pierce: it can pierce through an opponent's cursed technique, but it has to know how the technique fully works. The sword's technique breaks down and analyzes the enemy's technique to deconstruct it — not really cut it per se. The first hit does no damage, but the sword's cursed energy analyzes it. As another clause, the sword itself has to be told how the technique works. It doesn't matter if the user knows beforehand — still, could it work on Gojo? I also noticed that half my cursed energy was used in its creation. I was about to pass out when in walks the devil: Gojo himself.
"Sup, brother-in-law. You look like hell."
"I just created the reversal to my Maximum technique."
"Holy shit, that's fucking badass. I can only sense my reversal — I can't do it, but I know it's there. But I have an awesome Max technique," gloated Gojo as he looked like he wanted a fight.
"Hey Gojo, let me test my new technique on you. What's your technique again? I think you'll need it."
"Huh? Why? It's not like I need a boost to beat weaklings like you."
"Oh, I see. When you lose, you'll have an excuse that you weren't serious. Very petty."
"Huh — do you know who I am? I'm the first in my class history to have both the Six Eyes and the Limitless—"
"So you're scared?"
"Did—"
"C'mon, aren't you supposed to be the honored one?" I chirped.
"Fine. I'll tell you and I'll kick your ass. My sister better not blame me for this. My cursed technique is Limitless. It's an inherited technique of my family. This technique grants me near-absolute control over space through cursed energy manipulation at the atomic level. You'll find out about blue if you have to," roared Gojo, visibly pissed. Hearing all of this, the sword roared as it glowed with cursed energy.
"What — you made a sword? Not like it's gonna help," said Gojo.
He launched at me, meeting the flat of my new blade, only for a ring to be sent around the house as slowly but surely the whole clan made their way to the sight of the spar between two of this era's special-grade sorcerers. Blow for blow, Gojo met fist with blade, but he was unfazed even after his fist started to bleed. All could see — even though Gojo was bleeding, I was only alive thanks to a Gojo clan training sword I embedded with my curse. As everyone started to realize what happened to the blade, this was more than just a regular enchantment on one of their standard-issue swords.
But as the fight raged on, Gojo started to grow pissed as I summoned Deer and all three of us began to fight.
"Ready for round two, Bambi?" smiled Gojo. He was unaware of the fire bear running behind him. Gojo saw the beast and finally — for the first time in the match — used Limitless. As the fire bear was frozen, taking the chance I swung the sword.
"Are you stupid?" laughed Gojo as I slashed his technique with my weapon. Instead of being frozen in the air, the slash bounced off. Gojo noticed and grew wary, as if he could feel something different. He jumped back and readied something big just in case.
Gojo saw a familiar crow on my shoulder. He blinked, but he still saw how I teleported behind him into his shadow, out of his Limitless range, then quickly entered and struck Gojo with my sword — not hard, soft like a poke that nobody in the stands could see, since I was still in the shadow. But Gojo realized his technique didn't stop my blade for the first time in his life. The honored one felt true fear for the very first time, seeing how no one knew what was going on. My blade was out of view. Then I jumped out of the shadow and launched myself into a wall, making it seem like Limitless reached the shadows. All cheered except Aiko and Ryo — they knew that expression. It was the expression Gojo first showed when he realized his sister could breach his Limitless. They both began to wonder what happened as they reached the grounds of the match. The crowd was gone. I got up with a smile like the technique.
"How?… man, I'm not even mad. If anything, I might actually have a rival — a reason to be the strongest," smiled Gojo.
"Am I not a rival?" said Aiko.
"You're just a monster who messes with people's brains," replied Gojo.
"So what happened in there?" questioned Ryo.
"I created a special-grade cursed tool with the curse technique Pierce," I quickly explained how it worked.
Both Ryo and Aiko roared question after question.
"How did you make it?" replied Ryo.
"Can you make me one?" asked Aiko.
"Can others use your blades?" Ryo questioned.
"Can they cut domains?" rang Aiko.
"Can they make domains?" Ryo followed his daughter's question with a similar one.
I answered robotically:
1)With my reversal cursed technique.
2)Yes, later.
3)Yes.
4)No.
5)No.
"Seeing as how this is originally a property of the Gojo clan, it should obviously go to—" Ryo began, but before he finished I said no. If he wanted, I'd help him start a cursed-tool business, bringing money and political influence for him, seeing as how damn near everyone is money- or power-hungry — or both.
authors note: hopefully the yap session didnt bore you i wanted to build more on this world and how the changes effected the story. also the reason the anchient one didnt kill sukuna was because he was still needed but his experiment wasnt. hope you enjoied tho.