Testing the Waters! Mei Mei!

"That fool Satoru Gojo actually knelt before a mortal."

Deep in a dark, damp underground chamber.

A feeble oil lamp flickered against the cold, wet stone wall.

Kenjaku sat on a mottled stone chair.

He had taken complete possession of Suguru Geto's tall body.

A ring of black stitches crossed his forehead.

In the dim firelight,

they looked especially twisted and eerie.

"That human True God has completely wiped out Kyoto's ancient clans."

"The entire Jujutsu Society is under his absolute control now."

"If we don't act soon, our thousand-year plan will be ruined!"

In the shadows at the chamber's edge,

dozens of ancient Curse Users who had survived by sheer luck, their bodies reeking of death,

gathered around a long table and roared through clenched teeth.

They were remnants of the old era, filled with bitter hatred for the new order.

"What's the rush?"

Kenjaku spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and chilling.

He raised his head and gently stroked the stitches on his forehead with a sneer.

"Satoru Gojo is still just a mortal protected by Limitless."

"As long as he remains in this world, he cannot escape cause and effect."

From inside his robe,

Kenjaku slowly drew out a strange black cube covered in blood-red eyes.

The Special Grade Cursed Object, the Prison Realm.

"I've secretly arranged a grand festival."

"When the time comes,

I'll use the Prison Realm to seal Satoru Gojo away forever!"

Kenjaku stroked the blood-red eyes on the Prison Realm.

His laughter sounded utterly crazed in the dark chamber.

"My plan cannot fail."

"Once Satoru Gojo is sealed, that so-called True God will have nothing to stand on!"

He was certain his scheme was flawless.

But he had no idea

that in the distant main hall of Jujutsu High,

Tobirama Uchiha's vast Spatial