2 How does it feel to be Strong?

Ever since that day, I have been slowly circulating my Cursed Energy around my body.

And as I reached the point where I could do it as easily as breathing, I increased the input.

Lately, I have been efficiently able to utilise enough energy to start seeing Curses.

God, was that not a pleasant sight…

Basically, I was taking a shit when I suddenly increased the amount of cursed energy I have been circulating.

And out of nowhere, a fucking three eyed green slug fuck appeared right in front of me.

"ShHhhItTtttt!"

It cried out in… whatever that sound was.

Of course, I did as any normal person should and prioritised my business first.

And when I was done taking a dump, I tapped on the bidet (thank God and Heaven for this wonderful invention) and flushed the toilet.

Getting up, I washed my hands and wiped them down with toilet paper.

Before,

"Fucking retard, get over here!"

I engulfed my hands in cursed energy and punched the living shit out of the weird creature.

Once I was done using the shit-head as a stress relief slime ball, it disappeared into dust (or whatever that shit was).

I then got up and quickly washed away the disgusting purple blood.

Thankfully, there wasn't a smell, which was curious since it was blood.

But, I digress.

After that day, I have started seeing Cursed Spirits more often in my life.

They were everywhere.

So, I used this opportunity to start practising fighting using cursed energy.

But, my family lived pretty far away from the main areas of Tokyo.

So, I have not encountered any cursed spirits that were a challenge for me.

I don't quite remember the ranking system they mentioned in the Jujutsu Kaisen manga, but I think these cursed spirits are around Grade 3 or 4?

I didn't pay much attention when Gojo or whoever was explaining the grade system.

Especially not when they only dealt with Special Grades from then on…

But if I had to take a rough guess, these spirits should be below grade 2.

That's why I didn't even have to use my cursed technique on most of them.

Don't get me wrong though, that didn't mean I didn't practise it.

No matter how much I didn't want to go back to gacha, it seems fate had other plans.

In any case, although I had already innately knew what my cursed technique does,

I have been playing around with it in my free time to learn to use it better.

Maybe I might make a pact with it in order to better increase its efficiency…

But I don't know how to do that, and I don't really need to limit myself for a boost in power as of right now.

Which catches us back to the present again.

I am now officially a teen! And, as much as all fanfic MCs moan about going through puberty again,

I don't have any memories of puberty in the first place, so I wasn't dreading anything!

Ha! Take that, edgy ass chunnis!

Ahem, anyways, I'm now a teen, 15 years old to be exact.

I have also grown wonderfully well, surpassing my genetic limits of being a Japanese,

I stand proud at 180 centimetres with a well built muscled body.

My parents tried to discourage me going to the gym by saying it would stunt my growth,

But after a little bit of convincing and promises to not "lift weights too heavy", I managed to get them on my side.

And considering how tall I was right now, they definitely believed that I knew what I was doing.

Anyways, I was coming back home from school when I got a bad feeling in my gut.

Now, you might call me crazy for believing in it. But, this was a fictional world with the supernatural.

I'd be truly crazy if I didn't believe in gut feelings.

So, I instantly put on my guard while getting closer to my home.

I was also noticing something, and that was the influx of cursed spirits surrounding my house.

Ignoring the harmless ones, I was still thinking on the positive side when I opened up the door and rushed inside.

And, well, I guess I invoked Murphy's law because what I saw inside was anything but positive…

A weird humanoid thing was banging the head of a human against the wall.

The smell of blood was everywhere - human blood.

The creature made a noise when it registered my presence.

It turned towards me and laughed.

"KekkekeKekekKEEE!!!"

I recognised the head of the human…

It was my mother…

Cursed Energy flowed through me as I invoked my cursed technique.

Adrenaline filled my veins as anger flustered my brain.

There was a hint of denial that got pushed down by the fact that I was just not the type of guy to be in denial.

After reincarnating into this world, my goal had been to become successful and take care of my parents.

And, I had been making progress, investing in companies I knew would flourish.

But I was never worried much about the goal, I wasn't that hungry because I knew I would succeed.

As of right now,

I had but one goal in mind.

One motive that I knew I had to fulfil.

I am going to kill this bastard, no matter what it takes.

"{Cursed Technique; Absolute Gambler}!!"

I announced as cursed energy kept flowing through my body.

"The technique I'm going to use to kill you bastard is as it's called."

My mind weirdly calm, yet I could feel unprecedented anger flowing through me.

"I gamble, I get ability. That's the gist of it."

As I explained to the fucker that was now surprised at my cursed energy, I used my technique.

'In the form of FGO gacha rolls, use 50% of all my cursed energy for the rolls.'

'Give me 10 rolls.'

I felt a huge amount of cursed energy leaving my body as orbs of lights surrounded me and began spinning.

The animation for a Fate/Grand Order roll began as the cursed spirit charged at me.

"Kiee!! Keeee!!!"

It cried out as it dashed forward in unimaginable speed.

The first roll finished,

{4 star roll | Gained; 15% of Geto Suguru's Cursed Energy}

Gaining back more Cursed Energy than I have spent,

I quickly used it to reinforce my entire body as I raised my arms in an attempt to block the attack.

I could instantly tell that this Cursed Spirit was around Grade 1 because it easily teared through me.

"Gagh!"

I got pushed back as the Cursed Spirit slashed at my forearms.

Being pushed through the front door of the house, I landed outside on the road.

Pushing the thoughts of pain out of my mind, I focused on finding the Cursed Spirit as the second roll completed.

{5 star roll | Gained: Cursed Technique; Missile Fists}

An influx of knowledge about the grade 1 cursed technique went directly into my mind.

I instantly conjured up four massive sized fists that propelled straight forward into the building.

I knew that the cursed spirit would charge forward because of its inferior intellect.

And even if I was wrong, I can just conjure up three other fists with my remaining cursed energy.

But I guess I didn't have to as the first two fists tore into the building,

And the other two punched a tall humanoid creature that appeared from nowhere.

The only thing I was concerned with about this fight was the Cursed Spirit's speed.

I can now match his destructive power with this cursed technique,

And I had enough cursed energy, currently, to keep going for a few minutes.

The only problem was its speed. I had no way to match it.

It was way too fast.

So, I had to do as I just did and predict where it would be next.

Conjuring up two more fists, I was going to keep propelling it towards the now stunned spirit before,

{2 star roll | Lost; 15% of Cursed Energy}

The sudden loss to cursed energy managed to overthrow me as I only managed to conjure one fist.

Instantly sending it forward, I tried to recover my cursed energy and focus on where the cursed spirit was.

But, the thing is…

It was gone.

"Kiekekeke."

Turning to my side,

"Fuck."

I quickly raised my left arm to block whatever it was going to do.

Bang!

Getting pushed back I felt even more pain as I realised my left arm was just blown away by its punch.

{3 star roll | Gained; 30% of Giacomo Puccini's cursed energy}

Barely feeling any cursed energy flowing into me, I noted that I rolled a civilian.

Cursing my luck, I then used my remaining cursed energy to conjure up one last fist,

Sending it towards where I was just thrown from, I saw the fucker dodged to the side.

Fuck, either that was too predictable or it is learning.

{5 star roll | Gained; Reverse Cursed Technique}

Shit! Couldn't this come sooner!?

I didn't have much cursed energy left to even do much, but I used the last of it to heal my left arm.

{4 star roll | Gained; 10% of Yuta Okkotsu's Cursed Energy}

FUCK, YES!!!

"Cursed Technique; Missile Fist!"

Charging forward with three of my conjured oversized fists,

I grinned as I saw the look on the cursed spirit.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

All three fists landed on its stupid face as I pushed it back with a two legged kick forward.

{3 star roll | Gained; 46% of Bilal Zafar's Cursed Energy}

{3 star roll | Gained; 2% of Michael Chaser's Cursed Energy}

{1 star roll | Lost; Reverse Cursed Technique}

Fuck, damnit, I was doing so good with the rolls!

At least I still have enough Cursed Energy to conjure up a bit more fists.

But now I can't afford any mistakes, the last roll is next,

Might as well risk it all.

Using up all of my remaining cursed energy, I conjured up six fists as I charged forward again.

The orbs surrounding me began spinning again as the animation for the gacha began.

Since the last attack, the cursed spirit had taken severe damage, I can see that it has lost its right leg.

But I am still extremely concerned about its speed.

While the loss of its leg would indeed slow him down, he can still leap.

So, I had to make sure to hit this all out attack.

Pulling back my fist along with Missile Fists,

{1 star roll | Lost; 1 minute access to Cursed Energy}

WHAT THE FUCK!?

Shit!!! The Missile Fists I'd conjured up were gone as I landed my fist into the creature.

But, due to the loss of Cursed Energy, it had no effects.

Fuck, why am I so fucking unlucky.

Fuck you gacha.

"KEIKEKEKE!!"

"Yeah, laugh it up you fucking son of a bitch, I'll still fucking kill you!"

Stepping back, I had to try and delay this as much as I can be-

The cursed spirit had already dashed forward with a punch aimed directly to my head.

I'm dead.

Fuck, I was too weak.

If only I was stronger…

…

{Cursed Technique Reversal; Red}

BOOOM!!!

Instead of opening up my eyes to Heaven, I was pushed away by a force unknown as I saw red in front of me.

"Whistle, to be able to go against a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit at such a young age."

"More and more prodigies are coming out these days."

"Heh, is it due to me~?"

Glancing at the source of the voice, I saw a white haired figure floating.

"Well, let me take care of the cursed spirit first."

The man then vanished…

Taking a seat on the ground now that I'm safe, I took a look around me and regained my breath.

Both the Missile Fists and that orb of Red caused immense damage to the surrounding area.

My neighbourhood now looked like a bomb site.

I took at look to my side, and saw that everything,

From the area the cursed spirit was at, to my house, and so on had been obliterated.

As if a giant ball of destruction had passed through the area, the destination continued for as far as my eyes could see.

Gojo Satoru… it has been years since I last remember reading Jujutsu Kaisen…

I don't quite remember much, only the fact that he's the strongest and that he's smug about it.

And looking at the destruction around me, the first part isn't wrong.

Before I could continue my thoughts, the man in question then appeared in front of me.

He was wearing a matching dark blue outfit and had white bandages covering his eyes.

I don't remember him having white bandages…?

Thought for later, right now though…

I could feel my cursed energy was back and that the time limit for my cursed technique was also up.

I can't utilise Missile Fists anymore, and my cursed energy is now at very low amounts.

Still,

Ignoring the aching pain all over my body,

And the feeling of lost over the death of my parents,

I stood up and extended my hand forward.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Fujiwara Kouya."

He raised it before he grinned and took my hand into his for a shake.

I could feel some sorts of resistance when his hand hovered over mine.

But, in the end our hand touched.

Giving me a firm handshake, he replied back.

"And I'm the strongest in the world, Gojo Satoru."

Strongest in the world, huh…