Glorious King Is Here
As Itadori Yuji swallowed the finger, a powerful surge of cursed energy erupted from his body, sending a shiver through the air.
His right hand twisted violently, muscles straining as it transformed, the fingers elongating into sharp, wicked claws—each resembling the cursed finger of Sukuna he had just consumed.
With a swift, almost feral motion, Yuji's right hand slashed through the air. In an instant, countless razor-sharp blades materialized, slicing through the space between him and Ryujin, threatening to tear him apart within seconds.
Ryujin's eyes narrowed, a mix of exasperation and resolve flashing across his face. "Seriously? You're coming at me like that right off the bat. Are you trying to chop me in half? I'm not Gojo Satoru, you know."
His voice was steady, but there was a hint of sarcasm, masking the underlying tension.
Despite the imminent danger, Ryujin didn't flinch. Just as Yuji's attack was about to strike, Li Zi moved with lightning speed, her arm extending to shield Ryujin.
The deadly slash, capable of dismembering even the most powerful Cursed Spirits like paper, collided with her defense and dispersed harmlessly, leaving Ryujin unscathed.
A sudden burst of deranged laughter echoed across the deserted rooftop, reverberating through the silent campus. "Hahaha! This is more like it!" Ryōmen Sukuna, now in control, grinned maniacally
. "Light is best appreciated in the flash!—that's where the real thrill is."
Fushiguro Megumi stood nearby, his heart pounding in his chest as he observed the scene unfold. Sweat trickled down his face as he took in the sight of Ryōmen Sukuna, now inhabiting Yuji's body.
"This is bad… really bad," he muttered under his breath. "The special-grade Cursed Object has taken over Yuji, and Sukuna have awakened…"
He wanted to help Yuji, to pull him back from the brink, but even with Sukuna's presence, the oppressive aura from Riko, the special Cursed Spirit, was overwhelming.
What the hell is Ryujin thinking? Megumi wondered, his gaze darting between Sukuna and Ryujin.
He knows how dangerous Sukuna is, so why would he let him loose? Does he really think the King of Curses, after all these years of dormancy, would obey a Curse User?
The recent attack made it clear—Sukuna wasn't about to listen to anyone. Despite Riko blocking the assault, the tension in the air was palpable.
Ryujin might have seriously underestimated Sukuna's madness, Megumi thought, his anxiety growing as he watched Sukuna with bated breath.
He needed to understand what Sukuna's next move would be and how Yuji was faring under this sinister influence.
Meanwhile, Ryōmen Sukuna reveled in his newfound freedom, his sadistic smile widening as a second pair of eyes opened on Yuji's face. He leaped effortlessly onto the rooftop railing, his movements graceful and predatory.
"The woman's right over there!" Sukuna taunted, his gaze fixed on the city's distant lights.
"The flesh of a Cursed Spirit is too dull, too ordinary." His voice dripped with disdain, his eyes gleaming with twisted pleasure as he took in the bustling city below.
"This is perfect! A whole city crawling with women and children like worms. It's beautiful!"
His laughter filled the night, each note a promise of the carnage he intended to unleash. "I'm going to enjoy this… killing everything in sight."
As Sukuna's chilling words hung in the air, Fushiguro Megumi's heart sank deeper into despair.
He knew all too well that these weren't empty threats—Sukuna had the power to make them a horrifying reality. It meant only one thing: Yuji's consciousness had been fully consumed by the King of Curses.
Ryujin, observing Sukuna's manic glee, also leaped onto the railing, mirroring Sukuna's stance. The evening breeze ruffled his hair as he gazed out over the same cityscape he had seen the day before.
"You've just woken up from a long sleep too. Can't you appreciate the beauty of this world?" Ryujin asked, his tone almost casual as he gazed at Sukuna.
"Then again, I guess that makes you the villain here. Compared to you, maybe I'm on the side of justice after all…" He chuckled, but the lightness in his words was tinged with irony.
Ryujin's nonchalant remark drew a contemptuous smile from Ryōmen Sukuna. The four eyes on Yuji's face narrowed, focusing intently on Ryujin. "You insolent scum," Sukuna sneered, his voice laced with disdain.
"You didn't run away when you saw me? Instead, you had the audacity to approach me?" His gaze intensified, studying Ryujin with a mixture of irritation and curiosity. "The Jujutsu sorcerers of this era have grown arrogant."
For a moment, a flicker of greed appeared in Sukuna's eyes as he sensed the extraordinary technique Ryujin possessed. The Ten Shadows Technique? he thought, intrigued by the power he could sense within Ryujin.
Ryujin noticed the subtle change in Sukuna's expression, every small movement and shift in attitude laid bare before his Six Eyes.
"You've got the wrong idea," Ryujin remarked coolly, fully aware of Sukuna's intentions. He could see that Sukuna was eyeing his body, coveting the Ten Shadows Technique within him.
Ryujin tilted his head slightly, gesturing toward Fushiguro Megumi, who stood frozen nearby. "Your real target should be over there," he added, lips curling into a slight smirk.
Sukuna's gaze followed Ryujin's direction, and when he saw Fushiguro Megumi, realization dawned. He sensed the presence of the Ten Shadows Technique in Megumi as well, and a brief look of shock crossed his four eyes.
"These two both possess the Ten Shadows Technique? Is this era truly so insane? Or am I just incredibly lucky? I've only just awakened, and there are two perfect bodies for the taking,"
Sukuna mused, barely containing his excitement.
Ecstatic at the prospect, Sukuna's eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger. The Ten Shadows Technique within both Ryujin and Megumi made them ideal vessels for his power.
Although the white-haired young man before him had a special Cursed Spirit as protection, meaning it might take time to overpower him, the boy beside him—Fushiguro Megumi—was an easier target.
Sukuna's mind was already set; he would seize Megumi's body and claim the Ten Shadows Technique as his own.
Ryujin, still observing through his Six Eyes, noticed Sukuna's shift in focus and couldn't help but smile playfully.
"Oh, Sukuna, you really are predictable," he thought, amused. Though Ryujin didn't consider himself a hero, he couldn't let Sukuna harm Fushiguro Megumi, especially since Megumi had signed a contract with him.
And, of course, Ryujin couldn't ignore the fact that the original owner of his body, Yuji, would never allow such a thing either.
Just as Ryujin anticipated, Sukuna's expression suddenly went blank, as if something had short-circuited in his mind.
Without warning, Sukuna's right hand shot up to his own neck, gripping it tightly as if trying to strangle himself.
His body moved unnaturally, leaping off the railing and landing clumsily on the ground below.
"What are you doing with someone else's body? Give it back to me," he muttered to himself, the internal struggle becoming more apparent.
Hearing those words come out of his own mouth, Sukuna's eyes widened in shock. "Why can you move?" he hissed, disbelief evident in his voice.
This unexpected change gave Fushiguro Megumi a glimmer of hope.
He recognized that it was Itadori Yuji who had just spoken, meaning Yuji's consciousness hadn't been completely consumed by Ryōmen Sukuna. "This is my body," Yuji's calm voice echoed again, firm and resolute.
Sukuna was stunned. How could this vessel still possess consciousness? How could it resist his will and even suppress him?
"What kind of monster is this body?" Sukuna thought, a wave of unease creeping into his mind. Nothing was going as he had imagined after awakening.
Ryujin, observing closely, noticed that the extra pair of eyes on either side of Yuji's face were slowly beginning to close.
He could tell that Yuji was winning the internal struggle for control, and in a matter of seconds, Yuji would completely regain command of his own body.
But this wasn't what Ryujin wanted.
He had deliberately told Yuji to swallow Sukuna's finger for two reasons: to steer events back on track with the main storyline and, more importantly, to measure his own strength.
Now, don't think Ryujin is stupid for wanting things to follow the original timeline without reason.
There was a major factor behind his decision. If Yuji didn't swallow Sukuna's finger right now, Kenjaku would undoubtedly try to kidnap Yuji and force him to swallow Sukuna's finger.
And if that happened, not even Ryujin or Gojo would be able to find Yuji. Kenjaku, who had been plotting for a thousand years to bring Sukuna back, wouldn't let his plan fall apart so easily.
In the original story, various characters had used Sukuna's fingers to gauge someone's power.
Now, Ryujin wanted to test whether he and Li Zi could stand up to Sukuna, even with the strength of just one finger.
If they couldn't defeat Sukuna, then there would be no point in seeking out Kenjaku right now.
"What's the use of finding him if I can't even handle Sukuna?" he mused. "Might as well enjoy the peace and happiness in this world…"
Ryujin's thoughts aligned with his actions as he called out to Yuji, his tone challenging yet measured.
"Yuji, let Sukuna come out! I want to see if this so-called King of Curses from thousands of years ago is really as powerful as they say, or if he's just a relic of the past."
{A/N: Bro thinks he is gojo 😒}