Someone in the Multiverse, Transformed into Fu Hua at the Start Chapter 49

Gojo Satoru spoke as he reached out toward the black curtain, the forward-rotating technique already gathering in his hand, but the moment it struck the curtain, it was deflected back, hitting his own hand instead.

Though Limitless kept him from injury, the situation left everyone somewhat stunned.

Black Amber, however, understood what was happening and reached directly for the curtain.

As expected, her hand slipped through with ease.

"What's going on...?"

Utahime looked between the two, voicing the question while already forming a guess in her mind.

Gojo Satoru naturally saw it too—not only saw it, but was so irritated he let out a bitter laugh.

"I see. In exchange for allowing anyone free entry and exit, they secured an absolute lockdown on 'Gojo Satoru.'"

Gojo spoke the essence of the curtain.

"So that's it..."

Utahime's face darkened completely. For a curtain to have such targeting, the Curse User on the other side had to be extremely skilled, and... the so-called technique didn't discriminate—anyone could enter, only one person couldn't. A Binding Vow like that generated immense resistance against the restricted individual.

With Gojo banned, who could they rely on...

Utahime turned to Black Amber: "Shier, come in with us! Gojo, find a way in as fast as you can!"

"Of course. And I'm quite curious about the sorcerer who laid this curtain."

Gojo smiled, but his tone was already filled with a low, ocean-deep fury.

Black Amber knew the Director's Office was likely under attack by Mahito right now, but... she didn't mention it. Not because she'd forgotten the plot, but because it simply never occurred to her to bring it up.

After all, even if the cursed spirits got the fingers, it didn't matter—she would never let Ryomen Sukuna out. Either she'd lock him away forever, or later find Xiao Shi to deal with him. No matter how strong he was, could he still live if his consciousness died?

As for the Director's Office personnel dying from Mahito's attack... Black Amber didn't even register that.

Death that didn't appear before her eyes was foreign and abstract to her—she couldn't even think of it.

As the three entered, a stagnant, cloying Cursed Energy immediately clung to their bodies. The sensation made Black Amber instinctively uncomfortable, but it had no real effect.

Utahime broke out in a cold sweat: "This Cursed Energy... could there be a Special Grade...? How is that possible...?"

"Hey hey hey! Why didn't Gojo Satoru come in?"

An arrogant, disappointed voice rang out ahead. A bald man slowly descended the stone steps, his face carrying frustration and dissatisfaction, but when he spotted Black Amber, it lit up quickly: "Haha, but since there's such premium goods here, I won't bother fussing over that drunken monk."

The naked, burning gaze made Black Amber uncomfortable and displeased. Utahime stepped in front of her: "What are you after?"

"Woman, do you think I'll tell you just because you ask?"

The bald man laughed at Utahime's words.

"You two go find the students first. Prioritize protection and retreat, avoid combat as much as possible."

Gakuganji stood in front of them: "With this vessel's technique, retreat shouldn't be difficult."

His words weren't pleasant, but his intent to protect the students was genuine.

Black Amber didn't bother arguing with him. She planned to deal with the Curse User in front of her first, then move together as a group. But just then, a pillar of flame shot up from the distance. Black Amber, who hadn't been particularly anxious before, felt her heart sink.

Why is Jogo here!?

Gakuganji and Utahime saw it too. The terrifying Cursed Energy made them both shudder, their eyes staring in disbelief at the distant flames.

"Shier Fulei! Go support the students immediately!"

Gakuganji shouted, but Black Amber had already vanished from her spot before he finished.

Why was Jogo here? The original plot had changed—Black Amber understood that—but she hadn't expected the change to throw her classmates into a life-or-death crisis.

Thanks to Jogo's attack, Black Amber didn't even need to figure out the direction. Using phase-shifting, she arrived at the center of the flame eruption in the blink of an eye. The scene before her stirred both anger and panic in her usually gentle heart.

Even in her previous world, she'd never gotten angry over anything. In fact, aside from occasionally seeing stupid comments online, she'd never felt any real fury.

"Finally here, the other vessel."

What had once been a dense forest was now a clearing filled with smoke and ash from the flames. At the center, the Volcano Head Cursed Spirit, with heat constantly roiling above his head, revealed a smile.

Beside him stood a white Cursed Spirit with no eyes—instead, two branches extended from where its eyes should be. It looked mournfully at the dead plants around.

Jogo knew Hanami's feelings and immediately withdrew his smile: "You've come at the right time, unknown cursed spirit, our comrade. How satisfied are you with our welcome?"

Black Amber's face twisted as she looked at the corpse on the ground, its chest pierced by a high-temperature hole. The hammer in its hand and the short chestnut hair still showed who it was.

Fushiguro Megumi and Itadori Yuji stood on either side of Nobara's body, covered in burns of various sizes. Todo stood in front of them, one of his arms already missing.

Finally, two blackened figures lay on the ground, their faces unrecognizable.

"Shier... little sister..."

Yuji's previously dazed expression lit up with hope. He barely held back the tears in his eyes: "No... Nobara...!"

"Leave it to me..."

Black Amber's face was equally stiff. Earlier, Black Amber had said that even reviving someone in this world wasn't impossible, but actually seeing a comrade die before her eyes—the panic and the faint, rising reverence for life—made her forget to maintain Shier's persona for a moment.

'Other me... what... should I do?'

Black Amber ran to Nobara's body. White light glowed in her hands as Nobara's body rapidly repaired and regenerated. Her heartbeat had returned, but she hadn't woken up.

This is abnormal, because the power of Creation can repair a body to its most perfect state, and the body can influence the mind, so the other party should logically wake up due to their intact body.

'Don't be so impatient. You've already done it.'

Black Amber's tone was unhurried: 'This world has souls, so the Herrscher of Death and Life's power can even revive the dead, but souls also have strength and integrity. From now on, you don't need to do anything—just wait for her soul to reintegrate into her body.'

'More importantly...'

Black Amber's voice was thick with killing intent: 'You can revive the other two first, and then properly deal with these two reckless little bugs.'

She could feel Amber's mood from just now, and because of that, Jogo and Hanami, who had caused this result, were already marked on her kill list.

Chapter 39: Come Play with Shier.

"Senior Nobara is fine... she'll wake up soon."

Amber's voice was a bit muffled. The others naturally wouldn't find anything wrong with that; what they found wrong was something else.

"Wait...? Kugisaki's life reaction just disappeared, meaning she was already dead, right!?"

Fushiguro Megumi's motion to summon Mahoraga paused slightly. He held hope in his heart for Amber's words, but common sense had always reminded him this was unlikely.

"Reverse Cursed Technique cannot revive the dead—that's common sense."

Todo Aoi, standing in front, also looked back: "But, Cursed Energy cannot heal the human body—that's also common sense. For Special Grades, perhaps common sense itself exists to be broken."

Because he understood Special Grades and had come into direct contact with three of them, Todo Aoi had the clearest definition of what a Special Grade was—simply put, believe unconditionally and it's done.

Whether Gojo Satoru or Okkotsu, both had completely unreasonable techniques. Geniuses like them appeared to break the rules of the jujutsu world.

Why could the one scheming against the Six Eyes give up on the idea of killing Gojo Satoru entirely?

It wasn't because they hadn't considered it—it was because they had already failed.

The Six Eyes, who should have been killed by Fushiguro Toji, not only revived but stepped into a new height that previous Six Eyes had never reached. Gojo Satoru's existence had already made the schemer abandon any hope of dealing with him, because there was no existence in this world that could defeat Gojo Satoru—the only hope lay in Sukuna.

But that was before.

The schemer, watching the Juvenile Detention Center, naturally knew that Sukuna was about to manifest his domain expansion. Now, Gojo Satoru might already be studying how to counter the domain expansion.

The schemer didn't doubt whether Gojo Satoru could succeed.

Moreover, even if Sukuna really could kill Gojo Satoru, it was meaningless to the schemer.

How could Gojo Satoru die? Revive Sukuna! How could Sukuna revive? Gojo Satoru dies.

He had to first make Gojo Satoru unable to act before he could revive Sukuna, so hoping Sukuna would kill Gojo Satoru was a joke.

Back to the point.

Hearing Todo Aoi's words, Fushiguro and Yuji were like deflated balloons. The exhaustion from the great ups and downs left them momentarily unable to muster strength, but thinking of the two Special Grade Cursed Spirits ahead, they forced themselves to stay alert.

Jogo was also closely watching the situation. Seeing a technique that could revive the dead appear, alarm bells rang in his head. The existence of such a technique was an obstacle that must be eliminated for Cursed Spirits. If humans could be revived so easily, their fear of Cursed Spirits would vanish completely!

Not understanding that one person couldn't save everyone, Jogo had already regarded Amber as the savior of Old Humanity.

"Stop right there! You damned brat!"

Jogo immediately reached out toward Amber, unleashing full-power high-temperature flames from his hand. Yuji instinctively tried to block in front, but his speed was far too slow.

Todo Aoi subconsciously wanted to clap and swap Amber away, but realized he had already lost one hand.

Fushiguro Megumi also tried to chant the words to summon Mahoraga, but how could he chant faster than the flames arrived?

All three realized their actions couldn't keep up, their eyes tearing as they stared at the approaching flames.

Yet, the surging flames ultimately stopped before everyone, blocked by a petite figure standing there.

She had short black hair and a gorgeous black-and-red dress. Though it was a Lolita style, the accessories were completely opposite to cuteness and sweetness—crimson eyeballs. Paired with steel claws, one in front blocking the flames and one floating behind in the air, she gave no impression of a delicate girl, but instead was filled with gloom and eeriness.

"Shier... no?!"

Yuji instinctively thought the person in front was his junior, but his peripheral vision saw the girl still beside the corpse not far away.

"Please! The other me!"

Amber currently paid no attention to the two Special Grade Cursed Spirits. She had no time to care about the ones who had killed those classmates who had treated her kindly.

For the two Cursed Spirits, the only thought she could muster was to kill them.

But she had no time for that. Compared to that, her priority was reviving everyone within sight.

The Herrscher of Death and Life's authority was incredibly convenient. Even without fusing with the Herrscher core to become a true Herrscher, Amber, who could use it on a system level, simply called on the Navigator to take over.

The Navigator was an intelligent AI that could do everything an item could do. For example, when using the Fu Hua Character Card's various moves, though it could only use them rigidly, its application ability couldn't be questioned.

What an item couldn't use, it wouldn't use, but what an item could use, it could use all of it.

Using the authority of Creation to construct a body identical to her own for Black Amber to use—this level of effort was a piece of cake.

Black Amber hadn't expected to come out under these circumstances. In fact, though she had initially felt immense rage due to Amber's emotions and marked the two on her kill list, she quickly calmed down.

Rather than killing them herself to vent her anger, it was better for Amber to handle it personally. After all, negative emotions were too common for her—having a little more or less didn't matter. Instead of venting herself, it was better for Amber to do it.

After all... this would be Amber's first time truly killing a sentient being.

Every previous life she had taken was under circumstances where the opponent was like a wild beast. Amber had never killed an existence that could truly communicate and interact.

Creating a body now and asking her to deal with these two Cursed Spirits was partly because Amber had no time to care about them, but why didn't she have time? Killing them first and then reviving them wouldn't be difficult.

At the end of the day, it was still the girl's subconscious resistance acting up.

She wanted to kill the opponent, yet didn't want to stain her hands with blood—both cowardly and lacking resolve.

But that was fine. These things weren't something one could adapt to all at once, and weakness wasn't a flaw either. The reason to correct it was merely to cope with the harsh circumstances that might come in the future. If one was to walk alongside battle, then weakness was something to discard.

But... even if she didn't change, it didn't matter.

After all, with me, the Crimson Kite Immortal, and that self-proclaimed immortal around, could we really not afford her weakness?

(Character's thoughts, do not attribute to the author)

"I really can't do anything about you..."

Black Amber, who had been used as a pawn, didn't feel upset at all. Instead, she felt the joy of being relied upon.

As the corners of her mouth lifted, the faint crimson gleam flickering in her eyes exposed a chilling murderous intent.

Watching Jogo's face instantly turn grim, and Hanami adopt a wary stance with her techniques ready to spring, Black Amber's smile gradually turned bloodthirsty: "Well then... my toys, come play with Shier~ I'll make you hurt... really hurt."

Chapter 40: Taunting.

"Don't get too cocky! You're nothing but a curse that's only existed for a short while!"

Jogo couldn't stand being provoked like this. All his good temper was built on the premise that the other party was his kin. Once that concept was gone, whether it was a human or a cursed spirit, his patience was extremely limited.

He was a curse born from humanity's fear of the earth. Though he had never fully manifested as a cursed spirit, he had vaguely possessed consciousness for a long time.

Whether it was rift valleys, cliffs, or volcanoes, as long as there was fear and aversion toward them, cursed energy would continuously flow toward him. It could be said that his existence had spanned over a thousand years.

"Haha."

Black Amber didn't mind his rebuttal or anger. After all, the stronger his reaction, the more fun it would be to toy with him.

"Then let me, a curse that's only existed for a short while, properly experience the skills of you old-timers."