Crazy

"Throughout Heaven and Earth, I Alone Am The Honored One" Gojo was in the air floating, with a maniacal look on his face. He was looking at Toji who was feeling his wrath.

He raised his hand and a purple sphere of annihilation was fired at Toji's torso.

*BOOM!!*

It went straight through the torso as Toji was left standing with a fatal wound. Gojo descended as he watched Toji slowly dying.

"Any last words?" Gojo said.

"Nope." Though Toji paused slightly when he said this, thinking of something.

"In two or three years my son will be sold off to the Zenin family." He stared Gojo in the eyes, "Do as you please..."

***

"Huh?" Geto woke up as he searched his surroundings. Nobody was around him. Shoko and Shiro were gone. Even Riko's body wasn't there anymore.

He stood up calmly before moving location. He descended down some stairs before making it to a door, which he opened swiftly.

As he moved inside, he saw Gojo holding Riko's deceased body and a group of people applauding her death...

'He's different...' Geto noticed the changes that occurred to Gojo. But seeing him now, he didn't know if they were good or bad.

"Should we kill them?" Gojo contemplated killing these fools that celebrated this girls death.

"No... These are most likely just the followers. The ones involved with Jujutsu are gone. It wouldn't matter." After saying this he searched his surroundings, "Where is Shiro and Shoko?"

Gojo replied saying, "Shoko went back to Jujutsu High... Shiro said he will be back and disappeared."

Geto sighed at the situation. Although this world is messed up, it's the responsibility of Jujutsu sorcerers to protect it...

***

'I need to let off some stress...' The Jujutsu world was a lot darker than he thought. While he was prepared for it, he still felt the affects on his mind.

It was currently night time as he was strolling the streets. He was going to train his Innate technique for a year. Only then would he return.

Shiro walked and walked... Until he reached a familiar place. Bodies still present and the ground stained in the colour red.

This was his birthplace. The place where he began his journey in this world.

He would train in the same spot he trained before, and decided he would occasionally take bounties, or whatever he could find to improve on his usage of his technique in battle.

He walked until he found a good spot. He sat down as he started to meditate.

*BANG*

A fist slammed through Shiro's body. He looked down and saw a dark green hand covered with blood sticking out of him.

'Sh*t. How did I not sense it!?' Shiro was then thrown into a nearby tree and slumped on the ground.

He raised his head, blood spilling out of his mouth as he looked at the figure.

A 7ft rather slim figure with markings carved on its body. It had a humanoid form and a long horn protruding from it's head.

'Was this born from the villagers!?' Shiro felt like he found out the reason for this spirits existence. The negative emotions that they had, must've conjured this cursed spirit.

And it was very strong.

Shiro didn't have any advantage in this fight. He could tell that the cursed spirits attributes were much better than his, and without his healing he would be dead right now... In fact if this spirit had crushed his heart completely he would've died.

'Void State'

Shiro's eyes flashed silver. He would need to be serious for this.

The wound healed at an extreme pace and Shiro stood up.

The cursed spirit rushed at Shiro screaming in a deformed voice. It raised it's hand to punch, but Shiro dodged and grabbed the arm, aiming to throw it.

As Shiro utilised his strength...

*BANG*

The cursed spirit didn't budge and instead smacked Shiro into a few trees, breaking them in the process.

Shiro endured the extreme pain as his arm had just shattered from the impact. The spirit rushed towards him throwing another punch.

While it was strong, it definitely didn't have the skill Shiro had. This was something he had to take advantage of.

The punch missed as Shiro spun and preformed a backfist into the spirits face. He quickly moved behind it and utilised his technique.

'Void Pierce'

He punched the spirit with all his strength in it's back and as the punch landed, a huge concentrated shockwave destroyed the spirit's back, causing a hole the size of Shiro's fist through it.

The cursed spirit showed no reaction and instead went to grab Shiro with it's insane speed. Shiro narrowly dodged the grab, but a kick was planted on his stomach right after.

*BANG*

He was sent into the ground cracking the floor underneath him.

*BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!!*

Punch after punch Shiro endured. The cursed spirit punched his face mercilessly trying to turn it into a pile of smush. Shiro's healing was getting outmatched by the damage he was taking. If this carried on he would die...

Deciding to take a risk Shiro used his cursed technique. He knew it wouldn't work on cursed spirits directly, but he never went past the limit...

And since he would die anyways, he may as well go for it.

'Delete'

"AAAAHHHHH" Shiro screamed in pain. This was the most pain he ever felt before. It felt like his cells were being ripped apart in a merciless fashion.

The pain continued as Shiro kept using his innate technique.

Eventually he didn't feel anything hitting him and soon, Shiro blacked out...

[One year later]

Shiro was sitting down calmly basking in the sunlight. He quite enjoyed the peaceful nature of his surroundings.

His hair had grown longer as he decided to tie it in a ponytail.

After his encounter with that cursed spirit Shiro woke up and it was gone. He had managed to delete it.

However this wasn't without repercussion. He had lost his eyesight. A price he paid in exchange for the prowess to delete people themselves and cursed spirits.

Though to delete them it still took an enormous amount of cursed energy and he had to be touching them.

He hadn't trained his technique as much as he liked since he had to develop a way to sense his surroundings.

At first he thought of echolocation which he had gotten proficient in after a few months of training. Being able to see nothing was actually quite scary, but he crashed into an object and produced sounds trying to capture the waves with his senses.

After he got the hang of it, he decided he wanted a better way. While it worked, in a fight he would get beat easily if he used this. He couldn't capture the details of the object and only the general shape.

It was only after a few more months that he managed to finally develop something that could help with his blindness.

Although he couldn't necessarily see, he could now sense a pitch black world, with white lines indicating objects and providing his senses with details.

He simply called it 'Cursed Sense'. This was because the foundation of it was his cursed energy.

This way of 'seeing' allowed him to 'see' more than what he could initially see with his eye sight. However if he ran out of cursed energy he would have to rely on echolocation.

The final thing he did was train his cursed sense by running through obstacles and doing some light parkour. He also tested his innate technique a few more times as his cursed energy reserves had expanded greatly.

He deleted lots of trees and rocks and also the rotting bodies of the villagers that were still present as he noticed deleting dead things took less cursed energy.

'It's time to meet them again.'

A smile was placed upon Shiro's face as he thought of the idiots that used to call him a baldy.

***

Gojo, Shoko and Geto were currently standing on a training ground in Jujutsu High surprised. The sun basked on them as they listened to Gojo explaining his technique to them.

He had finally achieved automatic limitless. And by using the reverse cursed technique which he learned after losing to Toji he could keep his brain fresh constantly.

As Gojo spoke he noticed Geto acting odd, "Geto did you lose wight? Are you okay?"

Geto replied saying, "It's just summer stress. I'm fine." But inside Geto's mind was a different thought. This summer he had repeated the never ending process of exorcizing and ingesting. To gain more cursed spirits he had to ingest them.

The sickening taste of a cursed spirit...

"Yeah, I think he looks a bit skinnier." A smooth voice entered the ears of everyone standing. Gojo, Geto and Shoko quickly put up their guard and looked at the perpetrator.

"SHIRO?" The group said in unison.

Shiro smiled at the reaction, "Yup! You miss me?" He gave a look at Gojo and Geto before patting Shoko's head.

"Hey! st-" Shoko was interrupted as Shiro spoke.

"It's comfy." Gojo chuckled at the interaction.

"It's good to see you Shiro." Gojo said. He then followed after noticing Shiro's closed eyes, "What's up with your eyes?"

As Shiro put his hands in his pockets he replied, "I'm blind now."

Everyone turned silent for a few seconds...

Shoko moved and placed her hand on his eyes. She activated the reverse cursed technique aiming to heal them but...

Shoko removed her hand sadly as nothing happened.

"How did you become blind?" Geto was intrigued. Someone rather strong like Shiro had lost his eyesight, but it seemed he had overcome it somehow.

Shiro smiled as he remembered what happened. It was his first real loss in this world and he looked at it positively.

"A strong spirit, in my home village." Shiro gave a short answer indicating he didn't want to explain anymore of it.

"Anyways! Let's grab some food." Shiro was rather hungry and after eating wild animals for a year he wanted some good grub.

"I wanna continue working on my technique. I'll catch you up later." Gojo said, and Geto replied with a similar response. His brain was clouded by negative thoughts at the moment. He was doubting his reason as a Jujutsu sorcerer.

"Hmm? Guess it's just me and you Shoko. let's go!" Shiro hurried off dragging Shoko with him...

After a few minutes they arrived at a small restaurant.

"Are you really unable to see?" Shoko was rather surprised at how Shiro was able to move normally without vision.

"Kinda... I had to develop a technique to sense my surroundings. I first started with echolocation and eventually created something I named 'Cursed sense'." Shiro explained the events of what he did.

Shoko paused briefly before asking something she wondered, "So what do I look like to you?"

"I can see a rather detailed outline... Your face, your body, your eyes... They are defined by a thin white line in contrast to the darkness."

"Though I cannot capture intricate details." Shiro flashed a smile after saying this as a faint red blush appeared on Shoko's cheeks.

Shiro grabbed his drink and downed it in one and Shoko decided to do the same.

"Ahh." Shiro let out a gasp as he looked at the girl in front of him.

"You want to challenge me in drinking?"

Shoko smiled, "Only if your up to it."

"Very well! If I win your paying for this meal." Shiro had no money at all. He only got new clothes from stores that were very kind...

Shoko pondered for a second. The amount Shiro had ate was not little...

"Fine. But if I win you have to do whatever I want for 3 days." Although the deal wasn't fair Shiro still agreed. He was going to win anyways...

They ordered many bottles of the strongest drink in the restaurant and started chugging.

One bottle... Two bottles... Three bottles...

And after three bottles Shoko couldn't take it anymore.

"Shirooooooooo~ You win!" Shoko pouted as she saw Shiro only slightly tipsy after downing another bottle.

"Cute..." Shiro definitely felt the effects of the alcohol and blurted out his thoughts.

Shoko stood up from her seat and moved towards Shiro's lap...

She stared at his face and held his cheek as she leaned in...

***

'Huh?' Shiro awoke abruptly. As he sensed his surroundings he found that he was inside what seemed like a small apartment, and he was inside a bed, with a girl next to him...

He clearly remembered what happened last night...

He had finally indulged in pp training. Though he didn't feel any great increase in power...

"...Hmm?" Shoko shuffled awake as she rubbed her eyes. She had a huge headache. As she opened her eyes she looked at the person in her bed next to her.

Long black hair, smooth skin and a handsome smile. She then looked at his perfect body and looked down at herself...

"Did we?..." Shoko blushed as she spoke.

Shiro patted her head as he nodded and got up from the bed.

"I'm going to have a shower..." He smiled and started to make his way. As he found the bathroom he turned his head back towards Shoko and said, "You joining?"