As you were preparing to leave the area, you were blindsided by the appearance of Satoru Gojo, who should have been dead. The young sorcerer stood there, alive and vibrant, with a grin that could only be described as infuriating. "Yo, long time no see," Satoru greeted, his smile wide and mischievous. you couldn't help but blurt out, For real?

"For real real," Satoru replied, almost too cheerfully. "I feel like new," he continued, pulling up his bangs to reveal a scab where the fatal wound had been.

That’s when it clicked for you. 'Reverse cursed technique'

"Correct!" Satoru exclaimed, as if reading his mind. He let his bangs fall back over the scab and tapped his forehead. "When you so kindly stabbed me through my throat, I gave up on fighting back. Instead, I focused everything I had into reverse cursed technique. Cursed energy is born from negativity. Even if you can reinforce your body parts, it’s impossible to survive a wound like that without something more. That's why you multiply the negative energy together to make positive energy. That's reverse cursed technique!"

He's rambling... Is he high?

"And you know what else?" Satoru continued, almost too eagerly. "I've never been able to do it before."

You felt a mix of irritation and unease. He thought he had assassinated Satoru, but now this was just a minor setback. Satoru’s wide, bloody grin made him look like a walking mess, yet somehow, more dangerous than before.

"The one person I know who can do it talks a bunch of gibberish too! But right on the verge of death, I understood. The core of cursed energy! You lost. You should have cut my head off. And you didn’t use that cursed tool when you stabbed me in the head."

Lost? you replied aloud. The battle is just beginning.

"What? Is that right? Maybe you're right. You’re so right!!!" Satoru exclaimed, almost giddy with excitement

You remained focused. You knew Satoru’s abilities inside and out.

"Throughout heaven and earth, I alone am the honored one," Satoru declared.