Prologue - Reincarnation of the Strongest

December 24, 2018. Satoru Gojo, known as the strongest sorcerer of the modern era, has died.

Without even seeing how it happened, his body was cut in half by Ryomen Sukuna with the help of Mahoraga.

At that moment, his soul and his mind went their separate ways. His soul was given a chance to rest and meet his friends once again, and his mind... was sent to a completely unknown place.

"So... I died?"

As he plummeted into an endless pit, the eyes that could previously see everything were now covered in never-ending darkness.

"I can't feel my body..."

"So Sukuna really had something hidden... and to think I was confident I could beat him."

A small white ball was the only thing that could be seen in the darkness, this light was what was left of Satoru Gojo.

"This is a little different from what I thought the afterlife would be like."

"I'm falling... am I going to hell?"

"If that's the case, I hope to at least find Suguru there, I don't want to be alone..."

Boom!

A loud sound shook that immensity, accompanied by a huge white light that immersed Gojo's "body".

"Where I am?"

Sitting in front of a mirror, Satoru Gojo saw his silver hair and eyes in the reflection again. However, the place where he was now was not the usual one.

"Satoru Gojo, are you satisfied with what you see in the mirror?"

A voice echoed throughout the place, entering Gojo's ears and making him shudder.

"What is that?!" His heart was pounding and a strange feeling took over his body. "I'm before God? So now I'm going to be judged..."

"Ahem..." A thin voice interrupted Gojo's little monologue, "SATORU GOJO, I'M YOUR BIGGEST FAN!"

The enormous light that made even what was considered the strongest shudder imploded and a body formed in front of Satoru.

"There is?!" Gojo exclaimed, not understanding what was happening.

...

A while passed, and now Gojo and "God" were sitting in two armchairs.

"Man...that's so funny hahaha!"

Satoru was laughing out loud after hearing the explanation from the one in front of him, "Are you a God who watched my whole life like I was in an anime?"

"That's about it." God replied as he poured a cup of coffee, "It wasn't just yours, but let's just say she was one of my favorites."

After serving the coffee, he snapped his fingers causing countless cracks to appear in the space around them both.

"All these images you can see are universes that are part of one multiverse."

Satoru Gojo gaped as his eyes swept across those slits, one could see a fight in space between a purple cat and a red-haired human, a bald man with a yellow cape playing video games, even what was happening in the fight with sukuna after the your death.

"Damn, you're really powerful..."

God scratched his head as he thanked him for the compliment.

"And how did you create all this?" Gojo asked curiously.

"I didn't do anything, hahaha." God replied, sitting in the seat in front of Gojo, "I just watched, everything was already here when I arrived."

"In fact, I don't even remember when I got to this place."

Gojo leaned his back on the armchair and stretched his legs, "Man, I don't know how you can handle it..."

...

Hours of conversation passed without the two noticing.

"Satoru Gojo, now I'm going to tell you why I separated your soul from your mind." God stood up, "Are you satisfied with what you have experienced so far?"

"It depends." Gojo replied, "What exactly are you talking about?"

"You were born to be the strongest, that was always your destiny. Because of this, most of your life was 'wasted', a sorcerer who was born with two very rare techniques that, even in a century, no member of your clan could achieve this feat."

"Once again, I ask you; are you satisfied with the life you have had?"

Satoru Gojo remained silent for a few seconds, "You really know my business...".

"Sigh... I'll be honest, I was happy in a few moments of my life. Being 'the strongest' was a burden. In many moments I was rude to the weakest, but deep down I felt a little jealous of the life they had."

God walked and approached Gojo, "You can have one more chance, in another world, with another life."

"I can do this."

Gojo was surprised by his words, "Why are you doing this?"

With a smile, God replied, "Because you are like me."

Satoru Gojo felt God's words invade his heart and, instinctively, he responded with all his sincerity.

"I want this... I want to live again."

Hearing Gojo's acceptance, God smiled once again and walked away, "I'm going to do it, you're going to go to a world that was hand-picked by me."

His palms glowed as he continued, "I will give you the knowledge you need to survive and a helper who will accompany you throughout this journey."

"Enjoy your new life, Satoru Gojo, it was a pleasure meeting you."

The light expanded and once again invaded Gojo's eyes. He could feel his body being swept away like a leaf in a storm.

Woosh!

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