In the heart of Shinjuku, amidst the crumbling cityscape, two titans stand face to face. The world itself seems to hold its breath, as if time has frozen to witness the clash of gods. The air vibrates with cursed energy so immense that reality appears distorted. On one side, Satoru Gojo, the honored one, his white hair gleaming under the blood-red sky, his blindfold concealing eyes that hold the power of infinity. On the other, Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, adorned with malevolent tattoos, his wicked smile taunting the strongest sorcerer alive.

Gojo; “You sure know how to make an entrance, Sukuna. Destroying half of Shinjuku just for a warm-up? Tsk, tsk. Overcompensating much?”

His voice is laced with amusement, but the sharp edge in his tone reveals his focus. His Infinity hums around him, an invisible barrier of untouchable perfection.

Sukuna; “Hmph, the honored one speaks. Spare me your arrogance, brat. You’ve always relied too much on those eyes of yours. Let’s see how well they serve you… when I slice them out.”

*Without warning, Sukuna's hand raises, and he points his 2 fingers at Gojo while chanting

Sukuna; “Twin Meteors”

Sukuna unleashes an overwhelming World Slash At Gojo, aiming to cutting him half, cleaving every building in its path…

Gojo; “Starting with big guns aren't we?”

Gojo narrowly Dodge's the World Slash, it causes the whole skyscraper get cleaved in half with ease… But Gojo's confidence doesn't even flicks, he chants with pure confidence

Gojo; “Eyes Of Wisdom”

Gojo extends a hand, his cursed energy erupting in a radiant blue glow. The sheer force of his Lapse: Blue distorts the ground beneath him, creating a vacuum that draws in debris, air, and everything unfortunate enough to be in its path. Sukuna narrows his eyes, his smile growing wider.

And so, the Strongest Sorcecer and the King of Curses meet, their clash shaking the heavens and earth alike. A battle where ideals, power, and pride collide, where every strike reshapes the battlefield.