Victorious Fighting Asura.(2)

Seeing that the Prison Realm was holding Jin again, Kenjaku breathed a sigh of relief. The flesh around the place where Jin pierced the cursed tool quickly healed itself, but it was still releasing a heavy amount of vibration.

The eyes on the Prison Realm turned into a glowing orange color, exactly like Jin's. The tool itself eventually stopped crying but, the eyes on it became cold instead, turning their gaze towards Kenjaku.

Every move he made was watched by the eyes on the realm, as if Jin himself was watching him.

"Tch. This guy continues to fight even when he's been defeated."

As those words left Kenjaku's mouth, a figure approached from behind and asked in a raspy voice, "So, has it been done, Geto?"

Kenjaku knew who it was so without turning around, he simply replied, "Satoru Gojo is dead. Jin Itadori is sealed. Couldn't have been done without your help in making sure Satoru Gojo was alone, my friend."

The man behind Kenjaku chuckled as he faded back into the darkness, disappearing without a trace.

'One fact stays true in the Jujutsu world, the more powerful you are, the more enemies you attract. Even your own allies eventually betray you. Satoru Gojo, how would have felt knowing that the ones responsible for setting you up were the higher-ups at your school? The people you fought so hard to protect.'

Kenjaku just shook his head in pity as these thoughts ran through his mind. Fate was a cruel mistress.

"Uraume, make sure things go smoothly with Sukuna. Hanami, go help Dagon or Mahito clean things up."

Uraume left immediately when she heard that she was going to do something concerning Sukuna. A loyal woman through and through.

Hanami faded into the ground through a thicket of roots, heading towards the rest of his allies.

Now that he was by himself, Kenjaku sat down cross-legged and looked at the Prison Realm.

"Let's see how long this takes."

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Inside the Prison Realm, an innumerable amount of skeletons had captured Jin by all of his remaining limbs, forcing him to his knees.

But the man seemed unfazed in this situation. His countenance was calm, his gaze fixated on what seemed to be empty space before him.

"I have gotten weak. To think...all it took was one illusion to make me lower my guard and allow my capture. All that talk about power and strength...yet, here I am."

Jin was barely able to contain the anger he felt towards Kenjaku and towards himself. But, he had already seen that trying to brute force his way out of this would end with him accruing too many injuries.

After all, he had already lost an arm trying that method.

After giving it some thought, Jin came up with only two viable options to escape.

One, having someone from the outside free him. His only ally who could be capable of pulling off such a feat would be Nagi...but she wasn't that strong yet.

Two, continuing to do what he was currently doing...trying to assimilate the Prison Realm into himself. By doing this, he would be able to slowly but surely escape, and probably gain a new boon while he was at it.

"Control yourself, Jin. Revenge will be taken soon enough. For now, I need to focus on this. And...that little plan that the original owner of this body pulled after his death should have taken effect by now. The sorcerers should now know what happened here."

The man didn't even worry about regrowing his arm at this point. Escape was his only priority.

Unbeknownst to him though, Gojo's death and his sealing had already spread to the enemy sorcerer's through an unknown method of communication, causing a great deal of commotion on both sides.

When the sorcerers heard that Gojo was dead and his murderer had been sealed, they had lost direction on what to do for a while.

Most couldn't believe that Gojo actually died.

To them, he was an unstoppable force that couldn't be contained by any form of restriction.

To them, he was akin to a god.

But now, that image had been shattered. The man himself, had been shattered.

The sorcerers had no bastion of hope to fall back on when things got rough now. They were vulnerable.

As for the curse users and cursed spirits, most of them were ecstatic at this news. Feeling emboldened, they rushed to find any sorcerer they could kill to keep the streak going.

Moreover, hearing Jin was sealed gave them even more bravado as they started hunting down Jin's faction of curse users for sport.

It seemed that the bloodshed was far from being over.

[About an hour later.]

Outside of the Prison Realm, Kenjaku was starting to wonder when Jin would be fully sealed.

It was like the longer time went on, the more the Prison Realm started to crack and decay.

A strange sight that Kenjaku didn't know could be possible.

Time was not on his side. He had...other plans to execute before this night was over.

"Hm...let's try this."

With a wave of his hand, Kenjaku summoned a large fish-like cursed spirit that swam through the ground as if it was water.

It immediately opened its mouth and swallowed the Prison Realm, melding back into the darkness from whence it came right after.

With a small smirk on his face, Kenjaku got up, summoned a flying cursed spirit and muttered, "Now to go find my prize."

Just as the man got up into the air, he suddenly felt something rapidly coming up from his stomach.

"URGH!"

Leaning over the wing of the spirit, he threw up a black sludge that contained the large fish-like cursed spirit from earlier, diced and filleted into several pieces.

Reeling from the forced activation of his cursed technique, Kenjaku fell to his knees as he saw Jin falling with the remains of the cursed spirit, his body completely free from the Prison Realm.

"Keurgh! How?!"

The ancient sorcerer mentally commanded the flying cursed spirit to fly as fast it could to escape the area. He knew that fighting Jin was a bad idea.

After all, he helped mold him into the sorcerer he was today.

Jin fell to the ground with a loud THUD! and watched as his enemy escaped. He didn't have to chase him right now, he understood Kenjaku already.

He would reveal himself in due time. And when he did, that would be his end.

Covered with the blood of the cursed spirit, Jin shook himself off and used RCT to regrow his missing arm.

With a smile, he looked around at the state of Shibuya.

It had descended into complete chaos.

Transfigured humans were eating people on the streets, cursed spirits were wandering around causing mayhem, everything was in disarray.

It was like heaven.

Cracking his neck after finally freeing himself, Jin looked up into the sky and said, "Ahhh...that took longer than it should have."

Opening the palm of his hand, an eye revealed itself...the same type of eye that was outside of the Prison Realm.

"As a plus, I really got something out of it...the ability to seal things in a seperate dimension...and the ability to open eyes anymore on my body. Well, heh, I guess that will be useful somewhere."

WHOOSH!

Jin turned into an eagle and flew up into the smog covered sky, in an effort to get a visual of the situation.

'There's Nagi, Iori, and...isn't that the sorcerer they call Mei Mei? She's dead...why is Nagi carrying her around like that? Hm. I'll join them.'

At this moment, Nagi had just cut down a blonde woman in a suit who seemed to be connected to the sorcerers. From the memories Jin gained by possessing different bodies, these people were called managers.

A trail of bodies were behind Nagi as she and Utahime walked through the chaotic streets.

The woman's sword was covered with blood as she cut down anything and anyone who came close.

It seemed as if she had a busy night.

When Jin approached them, Nagi quickly towards him and smiled as he transformed back into a human.

"Master Jin."

She laid Mei Mei on the ground and greeted him, sheathing her sword right after. Utahime, now turned to Jin's side, stared at the man for a short while before lowering her head a little bit and saying, "It's an honor, Master Jin."

'How strange', the man thought.

His experiment worked better than he thought it would.

Implanting pieces of his soul into parts of himself and inserting them into other people causes a similar effect to making a human cursed corpse.

With this knowledge, a lot of ideas spurred themselves within his mind. The potential seemed limitless.

"It's a pleasure, Iori. So...what do you want me to do with this one, Nagi?"

Without batting an eye, she responded, "Well, Master...I think she would be useful to us. She was the one responsible for the spying crows. It will be beneficial if we turn her."

Hearing her words, Jin agreed. The amount of intelligence they would able to gain...Jin could only imagine.

"Good work, Nagi."

Jin extended his arm over the woman's body, causing white snakes to start falling off of it. This was his new way of creating a cursed corpse.

The snakes crawled into her body and soon enough, black veins started appearing on her skin.

"I wonder, what else could I-"

BOOM!!

"HAHAHEHEHA!!"

A sinister laugh rang through Shibuya as a malevolent aura covered the city. This cursed energy felt so evil that it caused shivers to run down one's body.

This could only belong to one man.

Well, if he could still be called one.

This man was more of a mythological being more than a person.

"Sukuna!"

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A/N: No harem. Just putting that out there.