Rebirth?

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North Korea, Ryanggang...

'Is this my limit? How disappointing?'

Trying to unleash his infinity to block the attacks heading towards him, the only thing he triggered was a massive headache with made him groan in pain and sigh, as his body was enveloped by the world destroying attacks from the two devils.

*BOOM!*

"No!" Angel's eyes widened in shock, as sorrow gripped his heart all of a sudden, before his body was hurled like a meteor by mere shockwaves from the attack.

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Meanwhile in Makima's office, Denji instantly crumbled to his knees, with tears in his eyes, as Aki and Himeno let out sorrowful and exasperated sighs.

Even Kishibe couldn't help but sigh, seeing a talented prodigy with such godly potential destroyed right before his eyes. He didn't think Satoru could recover or even live from an attacks on such a magnitude. He could only take a cigar and smoke, while clenching his fist even tighter, strengthening his resolve to kill Makima even more.

'In the end, even you were defeated. Farewell, Gojo Satoru. At the very least, your death won't be in vain, and would only facilitate my plans, allowing this world to enter a peaceful age...You have my respect..'

Makima let out a small imperceptible smile, as she subconsciously released her tightened fists and reclined in her seat.

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The spatial barrier that held the area under lockdown had been torn to shreds by the immense force from that blast from the missile devil, while the shockwaves ravaged the land causing almost irreversible damage to the area.

Meanwhile, Angel recovered and instantly rushed towards Satoru's position regardless of the devils rushing towards him.

Upon reaching the epicenter of the explosion itself, he saw a figure calmly seated on the floor with his back resting on a pillar.

Walking toward the figure, he could notice the third degree burns on the neck and face of the figure, as well as the large holes perforated in his body by the spider devil's attacks as blood pooled in greater measures.

"Oi...Angel...I think...you should...leave..."

The figure turned its head to him, revealing a face which was half burnt and half bloodied which still held the familiar cocky smile he remembered.

"Why are you so stubborn?! We could've left!" Angel couldn't help but smash his fist on the ground, as immense sorrow and grief gripped his heart, seeing the once tall and proud figure, someone he could call a friend, reduced to such a state.

"It doesn't...matter...I ..knew I...wasn't going to make it anyway.."

Satoru coughed vehemently, before he heaved a small sigh and said.

"I couldn't...let my...reputation be...soiled..at the ...very least...I ...look cool..right?" He spoke, as a tear dripped down Angel's cheek.

"Tell...Denji...not to cry.." His heart rate seemed to depreciate, as his pupils dilated within their sockets, his body fatigued beyond measure and rigged with immense pain.

"Well, well, well..looks like we won in the end.." The missile devil reverted to his human form and walked forward, standing a few meters away from Satoru's figure.

"You're the first human to have driven us to such extent..you have my respects Gojo Satoru, but in the end, even you are not God! Hahahaha!!!" The golden haired male laughed hysterically, as a small imperceptible frown materialized on Satoru's face as he took his last breaths.

'I-I'm ...not a God?!' He soon saw only darkness as his consciousness slowly descended into the cold embrace of death itself.

'A-Am...I weak?' He could feel death's cold

arms embrace his soul, while his conciseness held onto its last pieces of sanity.

He wanted to go down as the strongest, and even if he was to die, he could only do so at the hands of someone who could truly overpower him, not a bunch of weak devils who could only take him out because he was spent and exhausted.

'Reverse...Cursed energy...' An idea suddenly lit up in his consciousness, as his concours was wrestled against death's influence and took control of the inner structures of his own body, especially his core of cursed energy.

He didn't know whether he could actually make it work. Time was running out and he knew it. Death was being patient for now, after all, even the abyss truly didn't want to claim someone with his potential.

Reverse cursed technique worked by multiplying negative energy with negative energy. It didn't really specify how to go about it, but what if he could separate all of the cursed energy within his core into two, and using the Limitless as a catalyst, try to multiply it with itself.

He didn't know if it would work or not, but he immediately got to work. Everything happened within a split second, as his consciousness tirelessly operated within his body.

However, within a few seconds, the last dregs of life were slowly leaving his body, as he slowly took his last breaths, the glow in his eyes slowly dying off...

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Meanwhile back in Tokyo, the group of devil hunters helplessly watched as the glow within the eyes of their silver haired comrade dimmed significantly, as the familiar smile on his face dropped unnaturally.

The most affected amongst everyone was Denji who felt as if his heart was getting stabbed a million times. The pain was a hundred times worse than what he felt on the day he was dismembered by the Yakuza.

He truly couldn't believe that Gojo Satoru, the nightmare of the Yakuza, a person he looked up to was gone in such a manner.

He eyes turned dejected as Aki and Himeno tried to console him but to no avail, afraid their friend would lose his mind from the pain of grief and loss.

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"I can't believe we truly took him down." The girl in the pink sweater walked out of the shadows and took a seat, while casting an examining glance at Satoru's corpse, and Angel who was still kneeling beside it.

"I didn't think it was going to take much effort from us, after all, he is a human.." The golden haired male stretched his back and said with a sigh.

"We even most big bear in the process. God knows how strong he'd have become if we allowed him to continue growing..." She added.

"Anyway, kill the Angel fiend and wrap up the body. The gun devil's waiting.." He ordered, turned around and took a few steps away.

*BA-DUM!*

Just as he was about to exist, his senses picked up on a beating sound. One so keen that the normal ear couldn't hear, a testament to his terrifying senses.

*BA-DUM!!*

The sound reverberated once more with increased ferocity, like the sound of beating drums, and this time even Angel noticed and lifted his eyes, now filled with shock.

Makima whose face was riddled with a celebratory smile suddenly frowned, her keen senses picking up on an energy signature, while the beating sound reverberated. At this point, Aki, Denji, Himeno and Power couldn't help but be stunned at the revelation.

Hell, even Kishibe's cigarette dropped out of his mouth unwillingly, as the sounds akin to a heartbeat sounded out.

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*BA-DUM!!!*

The sound reverberated once more, a tendrils of an unknown pure energy began to spread out. One that disgusted yet terrified the devils, as if they had met their nemesis.

"End him now!!!!" The golden haired male roared out and transformed back into his Devil form, before he gathered a small but extremely condensed fireball within his palms and unleashed a frightening attack, multiple times stronger than before. The spider devil also attacked without holding back, as the other devils rushed towards them.

However, within a distance of a hair's breadth, their attacks were immediately sniffed out, akin to a candle flame within a thunderstorm.

*BOOM!*

The next moment, an extremely powerful and seemingly infinite energy burst out with immense force, setting off an explosion akin to multiple nuclear bombs exploding in a single vicinity, as everyone and everything except Angel was hurled back by the immense force, with the body of the fallen silver haired devil hunter as the epicenter.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Thanks for the support guys. Really appreciate. Maybe I might throw in an extra chapter or two later today.. so stay tuned.