Unveiling Shadows

before chatgpt

(MC pov)

*still on the destroyed alley the cursed spirit began to rise back up but it is still weakend and dizzy from the beating she got from Achilles as she started to get a grip of her self and pulling sensation appears in front of her facing Geto as a strange blue was coming out of his hand

Geto:"get over Here!!! Geto quotes in a mocking ad deep tone

*the cursed spirit started flying towards Geto she then sends out a barrage of scissors aims to Geto forcing him to dodge there for letting go of the cursed spirit which she immediately capitalized on as she jumps back and sends out more scissors towards Geto

Geto:"you should not brought scissors into a jujutsu fight

*Geto then sends a blue light towards the sky dragging the scissors with it leaving the cursed spirit vulnerable and prime for attacking as Geto uses both [revesal red] to propell him forward and [lapse blue] to drag him forward to the cursed spirit delivering a devastating Punch causing for side of the cursed spirit to be blown off

Geto:"Hahaha I'm finally usi- as Geto was saying that his nose begins to bleed as he drop down kneeling

Geto:"tch if appears the I still don't have what It take to properly use [limitless] but I have enough of so I going to finish this with one move my fatality if you will *Geto thought

nine blue lights appears around Geto in a circular manner but this was different from the previous blue light that he has been using

as the light doesn't pull everything around it unlike the previous ones

Geto:"Maximum output [yasaka magatama]

*Geto yelled out as the blue light turns into a comma shaped light and started surrounding the weakened cursed spirit and began to tear her apart

the cursed spirit:"Aaarrrhh it's hurts why why why was this happening all I want was to be beautiful *the cursed spirit roars out in it's ghostly and rough voice of a woman

the cursed spirit was tear apart limb from limb leaving only the on which Geto caught and turn into a black orb as the rain begans to fall around Geto he let one small tear

Ian:"are you crying Ian says to Geto in his mind with a comforting and cheeky tone

Geto:"shut up is was the rain alright I wasn't crying *Geto replied as he looks up to the rain

after ChatGPT

The remnants of the destroyed alley lay in a haunting silence, shattered bricks and debris bearing witness to the fierce battle that had just taken place. The cursed spirit, though weakened and disoriented from the relentless onslaught it had endured from Achilles, began to gradually regain its composure. Shaking off the dizziness that clouded its ghostly form, the spirit's attention was abruptly captured by an eerie pulling sensation. Before it, Geto emerged, his presence exuding a sinister aura.

"Get over here!" Geto's voice sliced through the air, dripping with a mocking tone that sent shivers down the spirit's ethereal spine. A strange, iridescent blue glow emanated from his outstretched hand, the very sight of it an enigma that sent a jolt of apprehension through the spirit's essence.

Driven by an instinctual surge of dread, the cursed spirit propelled itself towards Geto, ethereal wings materializing on its back. A barrage of razor-sharp scissors materialized in the spirit's incorporeal grasp, aimed with precision at Geto. The onslaught forced him into a nimble dance of evasion, each scissor whizzing past him with a malevolent intent that was impossible to ignore. But in the spirit's haste to attack, it underestimated the cunning of its adversary.

A triumphant smirk curved Geto's lips as he seized upon the spirit's momentary vulnerability. A calculated leap backward carried him out of the spirit's immediate reach, and in that split second, he conjured forth another onslaught of scissors, this time aimed directly at Geto's evasive form. The spirit's eyes widened in realization, a flicker of desperation creeping into its spectral gaze.

"You should not have brought scissors to a jujutsu fight," Geto taunted with a chilling calmness. A sudden burst of cerulean brilliance erupted from his hand, the vibrant light shooting skyward in a mesmerizing display. As if guided by an otherworldly force, the scissors were ensnared by the azure luminescence, wrenched away from the spirit's grip and pulled towards the heavens.

The spirit found itself suspended in a state of vulnerability, an opportunity Geto seized without hesitation. With a fusion of techniques known only to him, he invoked the formidable power of [Reversal Red] and [Lapse Blue]. A surge of energy propelled him forward, closing the distance between him and the ensnared spirit in the blink of an eye. His fist connected with an impact that resonated through the very fabric of the alley, unleashing a cataclysmic blast that rent a side of the cursed spirit's form asunder.

Yet, victory proved to be a double-edged sword. A sinister gleam flickered in Geto's eyes as he reveled in his own triumph, a triumphant declaration poised on the tip of his tongue. But even as the words began to form, a trickle of blood escaped his nostrils, followed by an involuntary drop to his knees. The strain of his own power, it seemed, had taken an unforeseen toll.

"Dammit," Geto muttered through gritted teeth, frustration lacing his voice as he wiped the blood away with the back of his hand. "It appears that I still lack the finesse to wield [Limitless] properly."

The rain began to fall, a mournful rhythm that mirrored the turmoil within Geto's thoughts. Yet, he remained unyielding in his determination. With a steely resolve, he conjured forth an arrangement of nine azure lights, each one burning with an intensity that defied comprehension. This formation, however, was different from the blue light he had wielded earlier. It bore a gravity that was impossible to ignore, each light anchored in a perfect circle around Geto.

"Maximum Output: [Yasaka Magatama]," Geto's voice resonated with a blend of command and desperation. The nine lights converged, coalescing into a single, radiant entity that defied imagination. The glow transformed into a comma-shaped stream of energy, spiraling outward with a malevolence that sent a chill through the air.

The cursed spirit's agonized wails filled the alley as the comma-shaped light enveloped it, a relentless torrent that rent its essence asunder. Limb from limb, the spirit was torn apart, its anguished cries a haunting symphony that echoed through the rain-soaked surroundings. Amidst the torment, the spirit's voice rose, a mournful lament that bore the raw emotion of a woman robbed of her desires.

"It hurts... why... all I wanted was to be beautiful," the spirit's ghostly voice wailed, its spectral form wracked with torment.

And then, as the torrent of energy subsided, all that remained was a single black orb, hovering in the air. Geto's breathing was ragged, his gaze unflinching as he captured the orb within his grasp. Raindrops mingled with the single tear that trailed down his cheek, a poignant testament to the complexity of emotions that churned within him.

Amidst the rain, a voice echoed within Geto's mind, its tone a blend of comfort and cheekiness. "Are you crying?" Ian's voice danced with amusement, playful in its inquiry.

Geto's response was swift, his retort laced with a mixture of defensiveness and irritation. "Shut up, Ian. It's the rain... just the rain." His gaze lifted to the heavens, where raindrops glistened like tears against the canvas of the night sky.

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