The God Of Thunder

The sound of a thousand crashing trees and the quakes produced by each arm slamming into the ground echoed through the city. Hiroshi caught a glimpse of Mahoraga attempting to attack, only to be consumed by the array of arms smacking it to oblivion. As the dust settled, Hiroshi unsummoned the Buddha Statue and walked through the massive crater that was once the metropolitan area of Shinjuku.

Hiroshi approached the crater and found a severely injured Megumi. Everything except his torso was battered, indicating that Sukuna had tried to defend himself, likely using Mahoraga as a shield. Nevertheless, Sukuna had lost.

"I'll be honest, when I reincarnated into this world, I was ecstatic. And the fact that I saw the end of Jujutsu Kaisen personally in this world... I am satisfied," Hiroshi thought to himself.

He touched Megumi and healed him, but Megumi remained unconscious.

The God of Sorcerers had won.

Hiroshi stretched, "Good fight, Sukuna, but it's time." He gestured to the crow, signaling for Yuji to come.

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In the theater, everyone celebrated.

As Yuji prepared to go to the scene, a flash of lightning appeared, and someone went ahead.

"Who was that lightning dude?" Satoru asked.

"Kashimo Hajime, he calls himself the Thunder God," Hakari replied.

"Well, it looks like we still get treated to another fight, right, Suguru?" Satoru said.

"Hiroshi also has lightning in his arsenal. I wonder who's got the better one?" Suguru mused.

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Flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder filled the horizon.

Hiroshi watched as his next challenger approached: Hajime Kashimo, the Thunder God.

"So... you wanna dance too?" Hiroshi smirked, but a massive block of ice was falling toward him.

Before he could react, two people appeared. "Senju Hiroshi, DIE!" Uraume exclaimed.

"Whoa there, we can't have you ruining the victory party," Suguru said.

"Just the woman we are looking for. You can join Brainjaku in a jar. So, we can do this the easy way or the hard way," Satoru flexed his knuckles.

"Gojo Satoru... Suguru Geto!" Uraume cursed. She was prepared to give Sukuna his imitation weapons, but when Senju Hiroshi used a massive Buddha statue to defeat Sukuna, she decided to kill him with a massive ice meteor.

"I don't know what came into you, woman, but Hiroshi could catch this in his sleep," Suguru said as they felt the free fall of the ice meteor. "Like so," he added, pointing to a massive wooden hand that had caught the meteor.

Below them, Hiroshi and Kashimo faced off. A bolt of lightning struck Hiroshi, but it was intercepted by a dome of wood. "Shinboku no Jumon: Wood Expulsion Jutsu."

"Hiroshi..." Hajime said, squatting and holding onto his staff. "Did you earn the title of the Strongest, or were you born with it?" he asked.

Hiroshi smirked. "Philosophy of the Strongest? I was born strong, but I became the Strongest by defeating the strongest sorcerers of today," he gestured to Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto above, brawling against Uraume.

"Then how can you connect to those beneath you? How can you love while knowing nothing about weakness?" Kashimo asked.

"Love and weakness? Family—the answer is family. Love—find a girl, then give her the best while she sees the truth in you," Hiroshi nonchalantly said, his mind wandering to memories of his first meeting with Shoko.

"Enlighten me—that is something I never understood. I was always surrounded by those as feeble as the dirt under my feet," Kashimo locked eyes with Hiroshi. "Is strength solitude? Or is the endless search for greater power simply a cross the strong must bear alone?"

Hiroshi chuckled, startling Kashimo. "You're getting something wrong. You are strong, but you did not bother to have friends, nor did you find a lover because you think it's beneath you. Let me tell you, life has much more than just power. What was your name, O Challenger?"

"Kashimo Hajime," Kashimo said.

"Strength is not solitude, nor is it a cross the strong must bear. It is a responsibility. Power and strength determine who you truly are," Hiroshi said. "So tell me, Kashimo Hajime, are you a slave to power, or are you a product of the mistakes you made in the past and have come to seek me in the future? Take your best shot," Hiroshi challenged.

Kashimo smirked as he dashed forward, attempting to strike Hiroshi with his staff. However, Hiroshi had managed to retrieve the Inverted Spear of Heaven. Though the original pole was broken, Hiroshi had attached the spearhead to a makeshift pole he had grown himself. Their polearms clashed in the middle, but it was clear Hiroshi had superior skills in handling the weapon. After a brief exchange, Kashimo had a horizontal slash across his torso, forcing him to back away.

"Cursed Technique Release: Mythic Beast Amber," Kashimo declared, his movements becoming faster. This forced Hiroshi to activate Sage Mode.

With Sage Mode on, Hiroshi was able to keep up and occasionally outspeed Kashimo. Kashimo attacked from the left, straight ahead, and from the right, while Hiroshi parried right, down, and left. Then, with a swift punch to Kashimo's abdomen, Hiroshi knocked him backward.

As Kashimo slid back, he inhaled deeply and shouted, sending soundwaves attacking Hiroshi. Wooden walls grew in front of Hiroshi, but Kashimo circled around them and attacked once again.

Kashimo's Mythic Beast Amber transformed his body, rendering any phenomenon that could be created by electricity a weapon in his arsenal. His Cursed Technique increased his agility by optimizing his brain's electrical signals, tuning sound waves to match the natural frequencies of materials, and vaporizing irradiated objects using electromagnetic waves. Kashimo's body had now surpassed the limits of mankind, meaning that once his cursed technique concluded, his body would crumble.

"Lightning, huh? I'm something of a lightning user myself," Hiroshi said with a smirk.

Hiroshi planted his naginata firmly into the ground, muttering, "Wither God Tree." The massive hand-like tree that had been holding up the ice comet withered away, its power evaporating into the air. As the ice comet fell harmlessly to the ground, Hiroshi's Cursed Technique transformed into Divine Lightning.

He had employed a binding vow to channel the vast amounts of lightning to his body while balancing the natural energy that came with it to his remaining Cursed Energy. This transformation gave birth to Raijin Sage Mode—an ability inspired by the 4th Raikage's Lightning Chakra Mode but enhanced by Hiroshi's unique application of sage techniques, this binding vow is for Hiroshi not opening his Domain to use the Raijin Sage Mode in exchange it can only be used in exchange for his Domain Expansion.

"Hoh," Hajime thought, watching Hiroshi with intense interest. "Let's see if your lightning can match mine."

Hiroshi then pulled on his lightning to emit magnetic pulses. The magnetic force pulled Kashimo towards him, startling the Thunder God. Before Kashimo could react, Hiroshi accelerated the pull and charged forward.

The battlefield erupted into a clash of lightning-fast movements as the two fighters engaged in a high-speed brawl. Each punch and kick crackled with electrical energy, the ground beneath them shattered by their ferocious exchange. Hiroshi landed a powerful punch imbued with electricity, sending Kashimo skidding backwards and dragging through the earth.

Although lightning didn't inherently affect Kashimo, Hiroshi's attacks caused parts of him to turn to stone as he absorbed the divine lightning. Kashimo's enhanced perception, thanks to his Cursed Technique, allowed him to see Hiroshi's form in X-ray vision. What he saw was astonishing—a man wielding immense power while appearing so normal and yet so extraordinary.

"Done watching?" Hiroshi taunted, his voice filled with challenge.

Kashimo, his frustration evident, demanded, "Why? Why are you so strong yet just a man?"

Hiroshi's smirk widened. "Why? You see me as a man, do you not? My strength? I am the strongest because I am a man who simply is. Look closer, and you'll see I am born from a thousand years of my clan's history and knowledge, combined with my own talent. I may have also been a product of luck, but that, in itself, is also strength."

Kashimo's eyes blazed with determination and confusion. "Is that it? You're just a man who claims the title of 'strongest' through heritage and chance?"

"More or less yes" Hiroshi chuckled.

Kashimo, sweat dripping down his face and electric energy crackling around him, locked eyes with Hiroshi, his frustration mingling with curiosity. "Aren't you going to use your trees?" he asked, trying to provoke Hiroshi into revealing more of his power.

Hiroshi, glowing with the potent energy of Raijin Sage Mode, shook his head, his smirk unshaken. "No," he said firmly. "I believe this is the appropriate technique to defeat you."

The air between them crackled with tension as Hiroshi fully embraced the divine lightning coursing through him. The trees, which had previously been central to his strategy, were now set aside. His form pulsed with raw electrical energy, making his movements even more unpredictable and lethal.

Kashimo's eyes narrowed with challenge. "You think you can defeat me with just your lightning? Do you underestimate my strength?"

"Not at all," Hiroshi replied, his tone steady. "I'm not underestimating you; I'm choosing the right approach. Strength isn't just about raw power. It's about adaptability and understanding what the situation demands." He stared intently at Kashimo. "You already know your answer, don't you? You just refuse to accept it. You are a manifestation of your past mistakes, and now you face me trying to deny that truth. You are already the strongest in your era, but you were blinded by power and died alone."

Hiroshi made a sweeping gesture, conjuring a bow of lightning and pulling it back as an arrow formed. "You simply need to embrace a more fulfilling life. Find someone you love and have children in your next life. That way, your life will be more complete." Thunder and lightning coalesced into the arrow, which Hiroshi named. "Indra's Arrow."

As Kashimo prepared for one final assault, Hiroshi released the arrow. It surged forward with blinding speed, consuming Kashimo in a burst of divine lightning.

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In the Cursed Realm, Kashimo found himself staring at the setting sun, a tranquil sight in the midst of his tumultuous battle.

Hiroshi's voice echoed in the realm. "I'm sure many sorcerers have given their heart and soul challenging you. Many would have wanted your recognition, a simple acknowledgment to validate who they thought themselves to be. Yet you responded with slaughter. You old men are really metal as hell."

Kashimo turned to face Hiroshi's voice. "You asked me earlier how I could connect and love those beneath me. I'll say it again: Family. Familial love and romantic love—these are things you lacked due to your past mistakes. We are loved because we are strong, because we give others purpose. It's a two-way street: you give, they receive, and vice versa. Solitude? Throw it away. No man is an island."

Kashimo met Hiroshi's gaze, understanding dawning on him. "I understand now," he said, looking Hiroshi straight in the eyes. "So how did I do?"

Hiroshi's smirk widened. "Now you're asking me for validation? Hajime Kashimo, among the modern sorcerers, you are in the top ten. So stand proud, Pikachu. You're strong."

Kashimo's expression softened, a sense of peace settling over him. He nodded, accepting Hiroshi's words as he prepared to move on from this realm of confrontation and self-realization.

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The scene crackles with tension as Hiroshi, momentarily stunned by the chaos around him after returning from the Cursed Realm, reacts swiftly. Shouts from Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru pierce through the din of battle, snapping Hiroshi out of his reverie.

"Hiroshi, watch out!" Satoru's voice is urgent, slicing through the air with a sense of impending danger.

Hiroshi's initial reaction is confusion, "Huh?" he utters, turning to face the threat.

In an instant, he sees two massive attacks being charged towards him. The familiar techniques of his friends—Satoru's "Reversal: Red" and Suguru's "Maximum: Uzumaki"—are being unleashed not directly at him, but at someone behind him. Hiroshi's instincts, enhanced by his Raijin Sage Mode, scream danger as he whirls around, his senses alert.

The chanting that follows is foreboding, "Scale of the Dragon, Recoil, Twin Meteors." The air seems to vibrate with the sheer force of the impending attacks. Hiroshi activates his remaining Raijin Chakra mode, using it to dodge and evade the threat.

As he spins around, Hiroshi sees a terrifying sight—a four-armed, two-mouthed form of Sukuna. The new form, emanating an aura of immense power and malevolence, points directly at Hiroshi. The attacks from Satoru and Suguru are not aimed at him but at this transformed Sukuna.

A/N: One Last Dance for the Power of Friendship hehe.