It begins

"Itadori Yuuji! Under Jujutsu regulations I now exorcise you as a cursed spirit!" On the roof of a school building, two figures could spotted deep within the night. The first figure was a handsome young man with spiky black hair.

He was dressed in the standard Jujutsu High uniform, and the left side of his face was bleeding.

The second figure was a youth with curly pink hair. He had tattoos all over his body, as he looked at the other guy with a bit of surprise.

"Hey man it's alright. I'm fine. Besides you're roughed up pretty badly." The youth with the pink hair instantly surrendered with both hands up, seeing the other youth get into a stance.

"Gojo sensei, Madara-san, what are you doing here?" Suddenly two new figures appeared on the scene as the youth with dark hair looked at them with a bit of shock.

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"Satoru wait. Is he Toji's son?" Satoru walked forward, however, Madara grabbed his arm and pulled him back, before whispering to him. "Yeah, his name is Megumi." Satoru replied, as Madara nodded.

"Oi Megumi. We were doing some sightseeing around town and decided to stop by, but man you're roughed up. Let me take some pictures and show them to the 3rd years." Satoru instantly took out his phone and began taking pictures of the poor boy, as Madara sighed.

"Anyway, what mission are you on? We sensed some pretty strong cursed energy within the vicinity." Madara walked towards him and asked.

"Uhh" "It's concerning the missing special Grade object. The higher ups have been on me for a while to get it back. So where is it?" Satoru spoke before Megumi could continue, before lifting his head to ask.

"Excuse me-I ate it." Suddenly, the youth with pink hair lifted his hand and drew their attention.

"For real?" Madara and Satoru asked at the same time as they looked at each other. "Yes." Megumi and pink haired boy also responded together.

"Mm?" Madara was about to make a move when Satoru patted his shoulder and signaled him. Madara rolled his eyes and made way for him, as he walked towards the pink haired boy, and examined him up close.

"Damn. It really did combine with you. Can you swap out with Sukuna?" Satoru asked, as he handed his bag of dumplings to Megumi who looked in surprise.

"Who?" The pink haired boy asked. "The curse you ate." Satoru replied. "Oh yeah. I think I can do that." The youth replied. "Good. After ten seconds are up, come back to us. And don't worry, we are the strongest." He nodded at Madara who rolled his eyes.

"Oi Madara what's with the reaction? If you don't want the title of the strongest-" "Behind you!" "Boom!"

Before Satoru could finish his statement, a figure covered in tattoos blasted towards him, causing a large explosion.

As the dust settled, Megumi noticed the youth with the tattoos a few meters before him with his red eyes glaring into his soul, while Satoru was calmly seated on his back, with a nonchalant expression.

"Boom!" Am expression of disgust appeared on the twisted face of the youth, as he straightened his back, throwing Satoru off him and soon, he began unleashing multiple blows at him as he teleported and dodged the attacks with ease.

However, suddenly, the pink haired youth stopped immediately, as he glared at Madara who was nonchalantly standing a few meters away causally munching on Satoru's dumpling.

"Yo!! You traitor!" Satoru roared out, as he rushed back and grabbed his package from Madara and calmed his heart seeing he took only one.

"It's you." The pink haired youth glared at Madara, as a small chuckle escaped his lips.

"It's good to see you again Sukuna. I'm guessing you're well?" Madara smiled and walked forward, facing off against the king of curses once more.

Satoru stood a few inches behind Madara, with folded arms, and a smile, as he observed. "The two strongest sorcerers in the golden era of Jujutsu gathered together to put an end to me at my weakest. Amusing." The pink haired youth smiled and said, before breaking off eye contact and moving to the edge of the roof to observe the night sky, and the large city down below.

"You overestimate your capabilities curse." Madara took a step forward, as an intense amount of cursed energy began to roll off his body, causing the building to begin to shake rigorously, like an earthquake was happening.

"Satoru sensei, how strong is Madara-San. Satoru and Megumi stood a few meters away, as they witnessed the exciting scene.

"Well how do I put it..." Satoru thought for a few moments before speaking. "If he and I were to have a quick spar, then it would no doubt be a draw, but if we were to go all out, then I don't think I can win against him, but he won't be able to kill me either." Satoru smiled and said, as Megumi's mouth widened in shock.

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"Your curse energy output is flawless, but if this is all you have then it won't be enough to take me down." Sukuna scowled as Madara smiled.

Madara raised a finger, as tendrils of cursed energy began to twist, however, in the next second, the tattoos disappeared, as the pink haired youth plopped to his knees.

"That's exactly ten seconds. He really can control it!" Satoru teleported before the big and helped him up.

"Oi Madara. Should we kill him?" Satoru asked. "What? No. He's just a kid." We need to find a way to extract Sukuna from his body."

"Or, we can let him grow stronger so he can suppress Sukuna by himself" Satoru chipped in, as Madara finished his words.

"Both instances would have a fifty percent probability of success, so let's do both." Madara said, before he vanished.

"Hey!! How uncaring of him." Satoru grumbled, as he picked up the pink haired boy with one hand, and placed his other palm on Megumi's shoulder and vanished with both of them.

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Within a small realm surrounded by an ocean of blood, atop a massive throne made out of bones and skulls of living beings, Sukuna sat in his white and black robe with his cheek resting on his right palm, in deep thought.

Suddenly, space seemed to warp before him, a handsome man in a black robes mysteriously appeared. Seeing this person, Sukuna was not moved in the slightest, as he continued watching with an apathetic expression.

"I suppose you have a reason for barging into my domain without my consent." Sukuna raised an eyebrow and looked at the figure before him.

"Forgive me Lord Sukuna. My name is Kenjaku." The man bowed slightly, and introduced himself, as Sukuna slightly nodded.

"And what do you want?" He asked, as Kenjaku smiled. "What do you think about this era of Jujutsu?" Kenjaku asked.

"It's truly the golden age. The overall strength of the sorcerers I've sensed is greater than it was during the Heian era." Sukuna replied as Kenjaku nodded with a smile. "What do you think about claiming this world once more and being the strongest?" Kenjaku asked. "Go on.." Sukuna raised an eyebrow. "Okay, but before that, what do you think about those two Lord Sukuna." Kenjaku asked once more.

"Pretty strong." Sukuna said, as Kenjaku smiled and nodded. "As long as both of them stand atop the Jujutsu world it would be nigh impossible to have this world at your mercy." Kenjaku said. "You're wrong." Sukuna interjected with a smirk.

"They might be strong, but compared to me, they're nothing but a bunch of insects ready to be squashed under my feet." Sukuna said.

"However, I'll humor you. Tell me your plan." Sukuna crosses his legs and waited for Kenjaku who looked stunned by his words to continue. "Mm. I have a plan that would allow us to completely eradicate both of them." Kenjaku cleared his throat and continued, as Sukuna looked at him with amuse.