"Well, look at 2.5 Gojo!"
After catching up on the latest chapter of Jujutsu Kaisen, Araki Itsuki's head was buzzing. He wondered if today was April Fools' Day.
There lay half of Satoru Gojo's corpse amid filthy, blood-soaked rubble, blood spilling relentlessly from the corner of his mouth.
Meanwhile, Ryomen Sukuna stood on the chaotic battlefield, openly praising Satoru Gojo with the magnanimity of the strong.
What the fuck!
One second, you were all "Throughout heaven and earth, I alone am the honored one," and the next, your fucking life was flashing before your eyes?!
And fine, you died, but what the hell were you saying? You suddenly turned into a Ryomen Sukuna fanboy.
I'm sorry, Lord Sukuna. I couldn't make you use your full strength!
"Ryomen Sukuna isn't the clown. Satoru Gojo isn't the clown. I'm the real clown for following this series!"
Araki Itsuki couldn't accept it. Was this still the teacher Satoru Gojo who cared about his students? He'd suddenly become a battle junkie who lived only to fight.
Of course, Araki Itsuki wasn't a Gojo fanboy either. He just felt the death had been handled far too carelessly.
So he rapidly typed in the comments:
"Satoru Gojo should die, because the main cast can't grow unless he does. By the same logic, Sukuna must die in Shibuya's shattered ruins. And you, my friend, Gege Akutami, should have died in the womb!!!"
"And a fucking dimensional slash? Why not just use a Spirit Bomb!"
"Next chapter: Yuta Okkotsu curses Satoru Gojo because he can't accept his death.
Satoru Gojo: Yuta, Yuta, I love you most of all.
Ryomen Sukuna: You're pulling that trick? You man-seducing bastard.
Yuta Okkotsu: Sorry, but ours is a teacher-student bond."
Suddenly.
As Araki Itsuki was arguing with everyone in the comments, his vision went black, his heart pounded, and his whole body began twitching weakly.
Smack!
He lost his grip on his newly purchased Huawei 13 Pro Max in Leng Feng blue-the same model from Wolf Warrior-and it mercilessly slammed into his face.
"Help, I can't breathe!"
An unstoppable wave of suffocation surged over him. Araki Itsuki gave two final, feeble kicks in his dorm room, then died for good.
A universe of endless darkness.
Stars across the heavens wailed, lamented, and wept, like helpless lambs awaiting slaughter, waiting for the butcher's bloodstained blade to fall and steal their lives.
A dark shadow of supremely exalted stature walked among the stars, wandering through the infinite universe and bringing an end to existence.
Wherever it went, stars dimmed, order shattered, and space collapsed.
It could not be looked upon! Could not be observed! Could not be imagined! Could not be understood!
At the same time, terrifying whispers echoed through the infinite universe, bringing the extinction of hope.
"The sun, the moon, time, space, reality-I shall devour them all."
"All things are destined for destruction. How can you stop the incarnation of chaos?"
Galaxies collapsed, energy dissipated, and all living things died.
Yet as it sowed death and annihilation, a spark of spiritual light suddenly appeared in this lightless, dark universe.
It became the only light.
Its gaze was drawn to the spark. There was no need to reach out and stop it; a mere glance instantly enveloped that spiritual light in indescribable terror.
Like a flame submerged in icy seawater, it rapidly dimmed, and the being sleeping within the light showed an expression of pain.
"A traveler from another universe. Interesting."
An amused expression appeared on its black-hole face, and it suddenly waved a hand, bestowing a gift.
"I have dragged this universe into the void and annihilated it utterly.
And you shall carry this gift, become the vanguard of reality's end, and devour other worlds."
The indescribably oppressive terror surrounding the spiritual light dispersed, and a gift descended.
Frightened, the spiritual light blazed brightly and instantly vanished from that silent, dark universe.
The world of Jujutsu Kaisen.
Araki Itsuki stood dumbstruck at the entrance to a high school, questioning his life.
School had let out for the afternoon. Countless lovely young high school girls walked out through the gates, smiling brightly and chatting with their friends, radiating youthful energy and beauty.
"Sugisawa Third High School... Isn't this where Jujutsu Kaisen's protagonist, Yuji Itadori, goes to school?!"
All I did was complain a little. Did you really have to exile me to the world of Jujutsu Kaisen?!
Although he had no idea why he could suddenly read Japanese, he'd already traveled to another world, so being able to read Japanese seemed reasonable enough.
His name combined Tatsuki Fujimoto with that old bastard Araki, but after feeling around his chest for ages following his arrival, he still couldn't find a chainsaw pull cord.
"Looks like I can't turn into Chainsaw Man."
Araki Itsuki gritted his teeth and endured the anxiety and shame of public humiliation as he struck several embarrassingly provocative poses beneath the baffled gazes of the surrounding students and high school girls.
"Come forth, Killer Queen!"
"The World!"
"King Crimson, erase this stretch of time!"
"Made in Heaven!"
Only a few crows flew across the sky. Nothing happened.
Meanwhile, the Japanese girls' puzzled looks turned to concern and pity:
"Is he an idiot...?"
"Those poses are so embarrassing."
"He's really handsome, but there's something wrong with his head."
The resolve on Araki Itsuki's face gradually faded, replaced by the lifeless stare of someone who had given up.
An air of utter resignation began to emanate from him, as though he wouldn't care even if the world ended.
"Let it all burn. No Chainsaw Man's Devil abilities, no JoJo Stand abilities. One sliding tackle from me, and the cursed spirits will have a full meal!"
In Japan, unnatural deaths and disappearances averaged over ten thousand a year, and a large proportion of those victims were killed by the negative emotions that leaked from humans-in other words, cursed spirits.
Even low-level cursed spirits could physically overwhelm ordinary people, let alone special grade cursed spirits, who slaughtered ordinary humans as effortlessly as chopping vegetables.
Just then, a clear bell suddenly rang across the campus. The large clock on the main school building read five thirty.
A boy flashed past Araki Itsuki.
He had short, spiky pink hair with black underneath and pale pink eyes, and wore a light-colored hoodie, jeans, and red sneakers.
Another person followed close behind him.
"Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro."
Araki Itsuki recognized them both and knew the story was just getting underway.
He rubbed his chin. Next, plenty of cursed spirits would appear at the school to fight over Ryomen Sukuna's fingers.
At that thought, he turned to leave.
"I won't get in your way. I'll be going now."
Anyone who wanted to get tangled up in this mess could go right ahead. He just wanted to hurry back to China and stay far away from Japan.
But just then.
A deep, dark, terrifying, ravenous, maddened purple light suddenly erupted in his mind.
A black hole from which not even light could escape appeared in his mind, endlessly releasing the energy of the Death Omen Star, enveloping his body and rapidly elevating his stature.
Araki Itsuki quickly absorbed the gift, then abruptly opened his eyes. A faint purple light flickered within them, like the most terrifying darkness in the universe.
"Harbinger... Black holes... Annihilation... Devouring...
Interesting. Humanity's negative emotions gave birth to cursed spirits, while the stars' fear gave birth to the Annihilation Star System-the universe-destroying Death Omen Stars.
Galaxies trembled when they raised their hands, and stars collapsed when they whispered. They annihilated their own universe, dragging all things into the void and destroying all hope and light.
In the end, only a single seed remained, coming with me to this world.
And I became the great being who rules over all Death Omen Stars-His Majesty the Harbinger!"
A confident smile appeared on Araki Itsuki's face as he turned and walked toward the high school.
"Let's see what these cursed spirits are all about!"
With this power, even Ryomen Sukuna would get slapped twice if he showed up, and even that brain bastard would have a kidney carved out!
Suddenly.
A blond guy wearing earrings walked past Fujimoto Araki and casually tossed his cigarette butt onto the street.
Araki Itsuki stopped short. A smile as nuclear-friendly as Homelander's appeared on his face, and he reached out to stop him.
"Hey, hey, hey. How can you behave with such poor manners on my planet!"
On his very first day with the Death Omen Star's power, Araki Itsuki had already decided what to name his planet.
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