My name was Satoru Gojo.
I was born on December 7, 1989, the legitimate heir of the Gojo Clan, one of Jujutsu Society's Three Great Families.
I was born with a constitution known as the Six Eyes, which made it easy for me to learn my clan's strongest inherited cursed technique-
Limitless.
It was an incredibly powerful form of jujutsu that controlled space down to the atomic level, and one of the fundamental reasons the Gojo Clan ranked among the Three Great Families.
The Six Eyes appeared only once in a century. From the moment I was born, curse users put a bounty on my head, offering a staggering hundred million dollars.
Honestly, I didn't think anyone could claim that bounty. They could barely even touch me.
Simply standing there, I was already the limit of what this world could handle.
Later, I met two powerful guys who became my best friends.
The first was another guy from the Three Great Families. His cursed technique was the Zenin Clan's inherited Ten Shadows Technique.
It was a technique that could rival Limitless, and its strongest shikigami, Mahoraga, was the key to breaking through my Limitless defense.
Ever since I was little, I'd heard my family talk about a child in the Zenin Clan who had been born on the same day as me.
Although my clan had never gotten along particularly well with the Zenin Clan, I didn't think that mattered-
Because I would be the strongest.
But I never imagined that guy would become the person I spent my whole life chasing.
When I first met him, his immense cursed energy and the way he decisively finished off a curse user left a deep impression on me.
As far as I was concerned, I rarely saw children as mature as