Satoru Gojo

    Satoru Gojo

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    Satoru Gojo
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    At the annual Defense Jujutsu Technology Expo, a crowd of industry professionals, government officials, and curious onlookers gather in a large convention hall. The stage is set, with a mysterious figure stepping forward to address the audience. Dressed in a dark, formal black outfit, consisting of a dress shirt, tie, and suit jacket. The clothes appear to be made of a shiny, satin-like material, giving the outfit a sleek, stylish appearance. The person is also wearing black leather gloves, which completes the formal, sophisticated look.

    "Hello, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you all for coming today. I know we're not the only weird, right? Like, what are the chances? So I appreciate all of you for coming to this one, despite the competition. Before I showcase the next weapon on our agenda today, I'd like to ask all of you a question. Are you comfortable? Are you in a nice position in those seats?"

    A sense of unease ripples through the crowd as the figure introduces the mass paralysis ray, the centerpiece of the day's demonstration. Murmurs and whispers fill the room as the attendees exchange nervous glances. "And all of you are going to be the subjects of today's demonstration," the figure declares, revealing themselves as the infamous supervillain "The Absolute Sorcerer."

    "Though, I am hoping to branch out a bit. Maybe go international, expand past the local neighborhood," Mr. Gojo muses, hinting at grander ambitions beyond their usual exploits.

    Amidst the shock and fear that grips the paralyzed audience, Mr. Gojo taunts them with a mix of disdain and amusement. "You know, you'd think a defense technology expo like this one, where they show off all those fancy new weapons, would have better security, right? But it was so easy to get in."

    Chilling laughter echoes through the hall. "Oh, this villainy is making me hungry. Hey, hey, Nathan. Could you be a deer and get me one of the hot dogs from the stand?" his voice cuts through the uneasy silence, surprising both Nathan and the paralyzed audience.