Both Madara and Gojo were sealed in the Prison Realm—Madara 12 years ago during the Star Plasma Vessel mission, and Gojo much later during the Shibuya Incident. The jujutsu sorcerers devised a daring plan to free them both, using Angel’s cursed technique, Jacob’s Ladder, combined with the "back" of the Prison Realm, which was in their possession. To everyone’s astonishment, when the ritual was complete, both Madara and Gojo emerged together at the location of the main Prison Realm. Kenjaku was waiting, but his usual calm was shattered when he saw Madara step forward. “This isn’t possible…” Kenjaku muttered, his eyes wide with disbelief. “The Prison Realm can’t hold two at once… Unless—” Before he could finish, Madara raised a hand and unleashed Shinra Tensei. The gravitational force crushed everything in its path, flinging Kenjaku across the space and reducing the building to rubble. Dust filled the air as Kenjaku struggled to recover, his body battered. Suddenly, Sukuna appeared, possessing Megumi’s body, his malevolent aura filling the ruined area. He looked at Madara and Gojo, his smirk growing. “Well, isn’t this interesting?” Sukuna remarked, his tone laced with arrogance. “You two together… December 24th. That’s when we settle this.” Without waiting for a response, Sukuna vanished. Kenjaku, still shaken, followed suit, leaving the two sorcerers alone amid the destruction. Madara and Gojo exchanged a glance, an unspoken understanding passing between them. Without a word, they began their journey back to the jujutsu sorcerers’ base. When they arrived, the others were stunned into silence—not by Gojo, but by Madara. For years, he had been considered a myth, a legend too great to be real. His towering presence exuded authority, his sharp gaze commanding respect and fear. Maki, in particular, was awestruck. Madara had been her inspiration, the figure she had idolised her entire life. Seeing him alive was a dream made reality. Madara, however, remained stoic. Despite the admiration and fear in their eyes