14 Satoru Gojo

[Author Note]

LETS F**KING GO! 15k WORDS! 🥳

The main reason I cranked out so many chapters so quickly was to get to 15k, so the updates will slow down, but it won't be once a month.

Getting to 10 reviews would also be nice to get an official rating.

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Satoru Gojo

I am going to be the strongest.

That is the sentence that I have heard all throughout my life. I was born with the Six Eyes and the Limitless technique, which hasn't been seen in hundreds of years.

I am an unmatched prodigy with everything at his disposal. I was born into a wealthy clan with access to professional sorcerers who can help me grow.

So, why do I feel unfulfilled?

People either treat me as fragile as a porcelain doll or have nothing but fear in their eyes.

No one has been able to understand—the feeling of the world on your shoulders. Nothing less than the strongest. That is my fate.

It hurts, even surrounded by my own family, I feel nothing but solitude.

I'm sick and tired of being used. The Gojo clan sees me as an accomplishment and something important that they had a hand in making, even though it was only luck.

My family doesn't see me as their child but as a helpful tool to help them rise to the top of Jujutsu society. I might be the strongest in the future, but I feel like I am the weakest, shackled by my duty of being the strongest.

I'm done acting like their tool. I'll run around, smile, laugh, and eat all the sweets I want. Screw the old fools and their traditions. If I become the strongest, I'll ensure that no one will ever feel as alone as I am.

While I have been fed this throughout my life, I couldn't help but think about the Zenin clan's prodigy, Naohiro. Like me, he was born on the day that shifted the balance between curses and sorcerers.

Our existence managed to change the balance of the world. I knew that there was the possibility that everything was convenient and these thoughts were useless, but I couldn't help but hope.

Maybe there was someone who could understand me.

And so, I decided to tag along with my family to attend one of the annual clan meetings. I ended up with nothing but disappointment when I found out that his brother had replaced him as the clan candidate.

Just by looking at Nao-, what was his name again? Anyway, I could tell that he wouldn't be like me. He couldn't understand me, so I ignored him and thought about the future.

I had to meet him to see if he was like me. Then I heard about the clan standings tournament, which occurs every few years when new candidates are chosen. The tournament's goal was to determine the place each clan held.

I didn't participate in the last tournament because my family was too busy training me to be their pawn, so they were surprised when I asked to. They keep a leash on me just enough to make it feel like I have choices.

I hoped that Naohiro would be there to finally meet the one born on the day of balance.

My disappointment was immeasurable, and my mood was ruined when I learned that the other kid would be competing instead of him. Since I would be participating, I assumed that he would find a way to compete rather than have his brother be embarrassed. 

I wouldn't lose, not then, much less to a third-rate like him.

Now that I am at the tournament, I can't just walk out when the high-ranking clan members are looking at me with high expectations.

I'm at the level of a semi-grade one in pure cursed energy control and physical ability, so while I am strong and will undoubtedly be able to defeat the entire clan simultaneously, I can't do much against sorcerers out of my pay grade.

It's only a matter of time before I break the chain they have around my neck.

Now that I was here, I discovered that the Zenin clan would be in the second section of the arena, so I patiently waited until I saw him.

My Six Eyes couldn't believe what they were seeing.

The amount of cursed energy he has...is he a child?

I narrowed my eyes before looking back and listening to my clan's empty words about how I'd win this farce.

I didn't even need to use cursed energy to get past all the nobodies who wouldn't even make a grade-one sorcerer.

Then, I stood across from him. Not the one person I wanted to fight, but the one living inside of his shadow.

I was mad and insulted.

Can no one see that Naohiro is stronger than this bum?

I'm done. This was a massive waste of time. If the clan wants me to win, I'll ensure that doesn't happen.

"I forfeit."

This was the turning point for me. This was when I decided enough was enough.

Everyone looked confused, which is understandable, but initially, I didn't want to explain myself since I thought the reason was pretty straightforward.

 "You're pretty weak."

I was surprised since that seemed to get a reaction out of Naohiro. He jumped down, and we were finally face to face.

I haven't been this excited since I figured out infinity! "Now that's more like it."

This was the last chance I had to see if I would be alone for the rest of my life.

I wasn't going to hold back anything.

I'll win.