Additional Chapter!
Thank this people (for smashing that three stones in this story) for this additional chapter to Jet_Ray, Gojo_Emiya, and FurinaandGaming for making this extra chapter possible.
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BOOM!
Toji Fushiguro crushed the last Rainbow Dragon underfoot, watching it dissolve into shimmering dust.
He looked up at Sawa Gojo, Satoru Gojo, and Suguru Geto, bickering in midair over trivial nonsense.
Rage surged to his core.
Even Toji, usually cool-headed, had a warrior's pride.
Perhaps due to his Zenin roots, a hidden drive to outshine all sorcerers burned within him, unnoticed even by himself.
He wanted to be stronger than any sorcerer!
To prove to that rotten clan that a "monkey" without cursed energy could stand at the peak!
But now, the trio's casual disregard ignited his fury.
"Don't get cocky, you brats!"
Toji launched skyward, unleashing a speed he'd never reached before.
Yet, against the awakened trio, it wasn't enough.
"Technique Reverse: Red!"
Red cursed energy expanded, a relentless repulsive force warping the surrounding space!
Toji sneered, thrusting the Split Soul Katana. Red fizzled out in an instant.
But with the technique gone, the repulsion surged like a flood breaching a dam.
Red's power was at least double Blue's, potentially infinite!
Though the Inverted Spear of Heaven could nullify techniques, stronger ones took longer to dispel.
Blue might take 0.0001 seconds, but Red needed 0.001 seconds.
To normal eyes, the difference was negligible.
But to monsters like Sawa and Toji, it was a tenfold gap.
Even Red's brief 0.001-second existence was a lethal strike Toji couldn't counter!
BOOM!
Toji's body smashed a crater into the ground.
He staggered up, wiping blood from his mouth, eyeing Sawa, who'd struck, and the calm Satoru and Suguru behind him.
"What… three monsters!"
"Still wanna fight, Toji?"
Toji flicked his wrist, the Chain of a Thousand Miles spinning the Split Soul Katana.
His scarred lips curled into a wild, defiant grin, exuding roguish charm.
He knew he had no chance against the trio. The smart move was to flee.
But something held him back.
Fleeing now would cement "monkey" as inferior to those lofty sorcerers!
"Let's do this!"
Sawa's lips twitched upward. "I respect you, so… I'll answer with this!"
"A secret of Limitless, unknown even to the Gojo clan!"
Technique Forward: Blue!
Technique Reverse: Red!
Sawa held Blue in his left hand, Red in his right, slowly merging them into a purple orb.
The infinite clash of forward and reverse birthed imaginary mass!
"Nine Ropes."
"Polarized Light."
"Raven and Declaration."
"Between Surface and Core."
"Imaginary Technique: Purple!"
Sawa whispered, flicking the orb with his fingers.
Satoru, watching, grinned eagerly. "Knew it, bro's got this one too!"
Suguru stared at the purple orb, gravely. "Terrifying aura. Blue and Red techniques combined?"
He wondered if his "Subdue" and "Grant" could merge into a killer move.
But a quick mental calculation made him roll his eyes.
"Subdue" turns spirits into cursed energy; "Grant" turns cursed energy into spirits.
If combined? Nothing!
Toji, facing Purple, felt his pupils dilate.
A basketball-sized purple orb, yet it radiated the absurdity of staring into the sun!
Powerful, terrifying, unstoppable!
Every cell in his body screamed, instinct urging him to flee.
As a bounty-hunting sorcerer killer, survival was his creed.
But in that moment, Toji refused to run.
Some obsession drove him to raise the Inverted Spear of Heaven and meet Purple head-on!
Was it resentment from Zenin's humiliation? A refusal to lose to sorcerers?
It didn't matter.
Toji just wanted to savor this moment.
The strongest blow from the era's greatest sorcerers—he'd take it straight on!
BOOM!
The earth quaked for miles, everything in Purple's path erased, carving an endless circular void through the mountain's core!
Outside, Toji stood frozen.
Half his left torso was gone, a massive bloody hole scorched by Purple.
Clink clink…
The Chain of a Thousand Miles and Split Soul Katana hit the ground.
Toji gave a bitter laugh. "What a strike…a total defeat!"
"Ironic… didn't I ditch pride ages ago? The strongest, huh…"
A breeze lifted his hair, bringing a faint chill.
He felt his life slipping away, soon to close his eyes forever.
Toji meant to embrace death, but an image flashed—his son, Megumi Fushiguro.
"Strange… I barely care about the kid, yet he's the first thing I think of now?"
He looked up at the approaching trio.
"Got something to say?"
"In two or three years, my kid'll be sold to the Zenin clan. Do… whatever with him…"
Toji closed his eyes, accepting death.
But a surge of vitality flooded him.
His wounds knitted shut, flesh regrowing visibly.
Toji opened his eyes to see Sawa's hand on him, channeling Reverse Cursed Technique.
"Why…?"
Toji was baffled. They were enemies!
Sawa sighed. "Call it… for your son's sake."
Megumi Fushiguro, named for "heaven's blessing," never received it.
In the manga, his mother died in childbirth, his father Toji was killed by his revered teacher, his sister became Tsumiki's vessel, and he became Sukuna's.
His allies fell one by one, and Sukuna, using his body, killed his teacher.
Sawa's favorite character, but undeniably Jujutsu Kaisen's most tragic.
Since Riko was alive, teaching Toji a lesson sufficed. Sparing him to prevent Megumi's childhood loss felt right to Sawa.
"For my son? You know him?"
Toji frowned, confused.
"Kinda…"
Sawa didn't know how to explain.
He met Toji's gaze. "If you thought of your kid at death's door, be a proper role model for him!"
"Or if you can't hold back, go slaughter the Zenin clan."
Toji: "…"