❝ Stay back jujutsu sorcerers, we will handle this. ❞
( on hold! )
Despite the extinction of the Demon King, the demon race only multiplied, spreading across Japan. Thus, a new organization is born. Y/n L/n, a prankster yet ruthless demon...
"Wait, the vice principal was THE former Demon Lord?!?"
"...You didn't ask?"
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The moon shone brightly over the secluded Kimetsu Academy, its light casting a silver glow across the dense forest that shielded the school from the outside world. The academy was well hidden, accessible only to those with extraordinary skill and intelligence. It was no wonder that no ordinary person had ever stumbled upon its existence.
Satoru Gojo stood at the edge of the seemingly impenetrable forest, his Six Eyes scanning the area.
He had received a text message from Megumi Fushiguro, one that was uncharacteristically panicked. This was unusual for Megumi, whose messages were typically dry and to the point.
"Must be serious if he's actually showing some emotion," Gojo muttered to himself, his eyes narrowing as he focused on finding the hidden entrance.
His Six Eyes flickered, catching faint traces of energy. After a few moments of intense scrutiny, he spotted multiple talismans attached to each tree, forming a barrier. Reaching out, Gojo was mildly surprised to see his hand pass through the seemingly solid talismans, confirming his hunch.
"Interesting," he mused, stepping through the barrier cautiously.
On the other side, Gojo was greeted by an entirely different world. Lanterns illuminated a pathway made of clean cobblestones, and the grass was a vibrant, freshly cut green, starkly contrasting with the darker, wilder foliage outside the barrier.
The sight was enchanting, yet foreign to Gojo, who had never encountered such a technique that rendered a place 'invisible' to the outside world.
"This is some serious high-level sorcery," Gojo said to himself, admiring the craftsmanship of the barrier. But his thoughts quickly shifted back to the matter at hand. He needed to find his students.
"Where could they be?" Gojo pondered aloud, scanning the area with his Six Eyes for any signs of Megumi and the others.
He started down the lantern-lit path, his senses on high alert. The peacefulness of the scene was deceiving; he knew better than to let his guard down. As he walked, he noticed various buildings and structures, each exuding an aura of history and purpose.
Gojo felt a presence near him, its energy almost undetectable, reminding him of his second-year student, Maki Zenin. Suddenly, his 'Limitless' technique activated, deflecting an attack and stopping a weapon in mid-air.
"Non-students or non-staff aren't allowed to be here," a reserved voice said. The hands holding the katana were firm, and the blade stopped just inches from Gojo's neck by his Infinity.
Gojo took note of how his Infinity barely stopped the man, indicating his formidable skill. He observed the hanafuda earrings and the sway of the man's long spiky hair. Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Gojo quickly teleported a few meters away from the man, creating distance between them.
