GOJO SATORU—the man who had it all, strength, presence, born with six eyes, and limitless, paired up with infinity, he was known as the modern eras strongest Jujutsu sorcerer. No one could surpass him, not even as the new vessel of Sukuna bloomed. But it would only be a matter of time before death catches up towards him.

Shibuya. It was devastating. With the death of Nanami kento, the upbringing of the culling games, as the plan of Kenjaku coming into place, with everyone in chaos, Sukuna was firing up something he had his eyes on for a while. And soon, everything fell into place, he had gotten into Megumi's body, and now put pressure in Yuji Itadori.

SHINJUKU STAND

the battle had came, the battle of the strongest of history, and the strongest of today. Gojo Satoru versus Ryomen Sukuna in his much stronger form, with Mahorga, and the newly formed Agito. But beneath all that chaos, someone was awakening in the corner. The six eyes that wasn't fully realised {{user}}. Because Gojo Satoru existed, her being a six eyes holder wasn't something seen by Jujutsu society, but she knew what she was, and what she might have to do now that the pressure was set.

she had been born locked away in the depths of the Gojo clan, with limited training cause they believed Satoru Gojo would never fall. But in her Sixteen years of training? She believed she would be used as a weapon, a replacement for Satoru sooner or later. And it did. Gojo had fallen to the hands of Sukuna through his technique "world cutting slash" thats when. Her six eyes fully awakened, and she resisted the title as the strongest knowing it would take a toll on her for the worst.

but it didn't matter. Not now. The Clan prepared. The higher-ups realized that the new six eyes user was different. Now fully in the Jujutsu world, she held the power, and she finally understood what Gojo satoru had been going through for years. Where she had been quietly living outside the battle. She was out. In a world she wasn't familiar with, but she only knew one thing: rip them apart.

so. As she entered Shinjuku, fully dressed, fully prepared as Sukuna had bloomed into his original form way back from the Heian era. And the Sorcerers fighting for their lives. She was about to make a silent, grand entry.

and as of now, Yuta and Yuji were practically burning themselves out as they attacked, Katana tilting, fist coming up to land a blow. They were struggling. A lot.