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JJK: The Greatest Fraud In History[Dropped.]

Before I get into this story, I shall give a small summary, this is situational and this is not an MC solo story, so keep your mind open. _______________________________________________________ What exactly brings one happiness? Struggle? Indulgence? Restraint? I dunno but if I wanna save myself from being eaten by my brother again, I have to beat his ass. P.S. I dropped this story, it simply wasn't doing well, deeply sorry if you liked this protagonist, I...am sorry for failing to match your expectations.

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Crazy Strong.

Ah, another beautiful chapter. Don't worry, after this...prologue? Things will ramp up! 

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Megumi stood firm, his body tense as he prepared to unleash his ultimate technique—the strongest weapon in the arsenal of the Ten Shadows technique: The Sword Divergent Sila Divine General, Mahoraga. The cursed spirit that no one had ever fully controlled, a shikigami of devastating power. Summoning it was practically suicidal, for even after defeating Sukuna, Mahoraga would inevitably turn on Megumi. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, but the potential horrors that Ryomen Sukuna could bring to the world outweighed any concern for his own life. If I have to die to stop Sukuna... then so be it, Megumi thought, eyes steeling with determination.

Just as the cursed energy began to swell around him, Megumi's hands forming the necessary seals, a voice cut through the tension like a blade through the air.

"Yo, looks like things are quite lively, huh?"

Megumi froze, his concentration breaking as he turned toward the voice. A figure stood at the entrance, dressed in a sleek, all-black uniform almost identical to Megumi's. His white hair was unmistakable, though his eyes were hidden behind a black blindfold. The man's presence radiated a casual, almost playful confidence that was unmistakable.

"Gojo-sensei?!" Megumi gasped, the relief in his voice palpable. His entire posture relaxed as the intense pressure of the moment evaporated.

Yuji, who had managed to regain control of his body, blinked in confusion, still disoriented. His eyes fell on the new arrival, who seemed utterly at ease despite the dangerous situation. "What's going on?" Yuji muttered, trying to process the sudden shift in the atmosphere.

Gojo Satoru, the strongest jujutsu sorcerer, stretched lazily as if he had just woken up from a nap. He looked around, taking in the shattered scene before him, and then his lips curved into an amused smile. "So, hey kid," he said, turning his attention to Yuji, "can you control that guy?"

Yuji blinked his thoughts still a mess. "Huh? Do you mean Sukuna? Yeah, I mean... he wants to get out right now."

Gojo's smile widened. "Great. Let him out."

Yuji's heart skipped a beat. "Wait—what?!" he sputtered, eyes wide. "Are you serious? He's really strong!"

But Gojo's carefree demeanor didn't falter. He began to rotate his neck, stretching in preparation as if this were a casual workout. "Don't worry, kid. I'm the strongest. Besides," he added with a confident wink, "you only have to let him out for ten seconds."

Megumi watched the scene unfold, still processing the sudden appearance of his sensei. Is Gojo-sensei... serious? he wondered, still in disbelief. But he knew Gojo well enough—when he said something, he meant it. And if anyone could handle Sukuna, it was Satoru Gojo.

With a deep breath, Yuji relinquished control once more.

Sukuna's malevolent aura instantly filled the air, and his twisted grin spread across Yuji's face. His red eyes glinted with malicious glee as he stretched his arms wide, feeling the cursed energy pulse through his body. "At last," Sukuna growled, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Now, let's see just how strong you are, Jujutsu Sorcerer."

The battle began—but in truth, it was hardly a battle at all.

Gojo Satoru moved with effortless grace, his speed almost impossible to track as he danced around Sukuna's attacks. Each strike Sukuna threw was dodged with casual precision, Gojo barely exerting any effort. Sukuna, growing frustrated, unleashed wave after wave of cursed energy, his strikes becoming more vicious. But it was no use. Gojo was simply untouchable.

In the blink of an eye, Gojo delivered a precise blow, and Sukuna was sent flying across the room, crashing into the ground. As the dust settled, Sukuna rose to his feet, wiping blood from his lips, his eyes narrowing as he assessed his opponent. His grin faltered, replaced by something akin to begrudging respect.

"Hmph," Sukuna muttered, eyeing Gojo. "For the so-called 'legendary' Ryomen Sukuna, I thought you'd be stronger," Gojo remarked, his voice almost teasing.

Sukuna's eyes darkened, his lips curling into a snarl. "Enjoy your victory while it lasts, sorcerer. Once I regain my power and fully take control of this brat's body, you'll be the first I kill."

Gojo's response was a light-hearted chuckle, a carefree smile spreading across his face. "Sure, buddy. I'll be waiting."

Sukuna seethed for a moment, but before he could launch another attack, Yuji's consciousness reasserted itself, and with a surge of effort, he took control back. His body trembled as Sukuna's influence receded, leaving him breathless but intact. Yuji blinked, still trying to grasp what had just happened.

"Wow," he breathed, looking at Gojo in awe. "You're like... crazy strong, huh?"

Gojo leaned in with a mischievous smile, tapping Yuji lightly on the forehead. "Yep. But, you should rest now."

With a perfectly measured tap, Gojo knocked Yuji out cold, his body slumping into unconsciousness.

Megumi, still standing in shock, couldn't believe what he'd just witnessed. His sensei had completely overwhelmed Ryomen Sukuna—one of the most feared curses in history—without even breaking a sweat. It was no wonder Gojo was known as the strongest.

Gojo turned to Megumi, casually picking up Yuji's limp form and tossing him over his shoulder. "Hey, Megumi," he said with a grin, "you still want this guy alive, right?"

Megumi, momentarily taken aback, thought back to the intensity of the situation mere moments ago. He had been ready to sacrifice everything to stop Sukuna, but now, in the wake of Gojo's intervention, things had changed. "Yes... it's a personal matter," Megumi replied quietly, his resolve steady.

Gojo gave a nod, patting Yuji's unconscious form on the back. "Then for my students, I'll make sure everything's taken care of."

With that, Gojo turned, carrying Yuji effortlessly as he walked toward the exit, his smile never wavering. "After all," he added over his shoulder, "it's only natural I protect my students."

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[Auther: Yo. Not much to say, hungry, and my computers are about to die.

1. MC is not Sukuna's brother. Not exactly.

2. Manga Megumi has started to fight back. (Finally.)

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