Duality |Jujutsu Kaisen| |Reader Insert|

|NIJUUROKU|

In case anyone was wondering, the video linked up above is Kuragari's voice claim (if the video doesn't work, it's Camille's voice from League of Legends)

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"How does that make sense?" You asked. "We don't just use our cursed energy for negation--is it only the L/n clan whom you're immune to? Or is it everyone?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

"Yes, that's why I asked." If she can negate all cursed energy, including yours, I can't do anything against her. You can only defend. You sighed lightly and stood up straighter. "What do you want, Circe? Are you by chance an accomplice to those overgrown weeds fighting Satoru right now?" Was their plan to drag you away? If so, it worked. Shut up.

"I wouldn't say that, exactly." Circe walked away to the other side of the table. "They sought me out, yes, but I'm not here for the sake of trapping Satoru."

"'Trapping'?" You repeated. "Trapping him with what? Satoru won't just--"

"Prison Realm."
You halted your sentence.

"Suguro Geto--"

"He's dead. A psuedo-Geto's plan was to seal either you or Gojo within the Prison Realm. He figured you were the untouchable one out of both of you."

"Or the least vulnerable," you corrected. "Geto was Gojo's best friend. If he suddenly reappeared obviously, he would be susceptible to it. . ." Your voice slowly trailed off the harder you thought about it.

"Get it now?" Circe asked. "You're going to lose your pretty boy for hundreds--maybe thousands of years."
You continued to stare at her, expression dropping into a frown. 

"That's not--" you stopped yourself with a sigh. "Whatever. I know there's a way to undo the Prison Realm."

"Assuming you can get to them before they leave with Satoru."
You froze, words dying on your tongue.

"I'm not helping them."

"It seems like you are."

Circe picked up the half-shattered teacup from the chabudai. "My main goal is you. I've been waiting for almost two centuries for this. For you." With a sharp throw, the teacup comes flying at you, shattering into tiny pieces of porcelain. Your brows furrowed for a few seconds before you quickly jumped back, avoiding the cursed energy imbued shards. Your own energy spiked, attempting to take over the domain. When nothing happened, you took a few steps back away from Circe.

"I told you, didn't I?" She asked. "You can't fight me in here. Only I can dictate when you can leave."

"You can't maintain the domain forever."

"Long enough, though."

You brought out your rod, extending it to its full length. So, no cursed energy. So what does that leave you? . . . hands. After a moment of deliberation, you threw the rod to the floor. Circe blinked at you in slight surprise. A beat of silence passed before you launched towards her with your fist cocked back.

"You ain't immune to catchin these hands!"

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"Tch. . . dumb bitch. Went through all the trouble of challenging me, building up some lame-ass technique, and then just dies from some punch to the jaw." You grip the head's hair tighter in your hand, bringing it level to your face. "You hear that, Circe? You useless bitch. Wasting my time like a fucking piece of shit." You toss her head to the side where it bounces off to who-knows-where. I haven't seen you act that vicious since '45. She annoyed me. Baited me and then died like a bitch. It was hot. Why can't you cut me like that? Why can't you keep it in your pants for once? You walked your way back to Shibuya District, constantly sensing mutated humans that've left the station.

"Man," you said out loud, stretching out your shoulder. "It's a shame we can't turn them back. But since they've already lost their humanity, it's okay to kill them." You tightened the gloves on your hands before taking out a majority of the mutated humans, making sure to set their bodies ablaze as you walked past them. Gojo is sealed, but I don't know the situation. I'm completely out of the loop. I don't even know how many sorcerers are there, or who. No doubt they'd need to be high-ranking to deal with this mess, though. You traipse across the street back to Shibuya Station, making sure to look both ways beforehand. I sense Itadori somewhere in here--and someone else. When the hell did he get here? You traverse through the lobby of the station, breaking out into a light jog.

When you get closer to Itadori's signature, you tilt your head away from the condensed blood shooting in your general direction. You look at it curiously.

"L/n-senpai!" Itadori exclaimed. "Gojo-san has been sealed, and he's still here!"

"Yeah, I'm aware, hence why so many of these curses are still here." You placed your hands in your pocket and walk forward. "Satoru was a huge advantage in the jujutsu world. Without him, the balance has tipped back a little. A little." You looked at Choso boredly, and you can see he's thinking intently from the way he's staring at you. You look at Itadori.

"What's his technique?"

"I'm not entirely sure, but he can control blood," he replied.

"Is it real blood?"

"From what I can tell, yes. Why?"
Wordlessly, you launch at him, reeling back your fist for a calculated punch to his face. He instinctively released his condensed blood to pierce your torso. When it failed to reach your body, you feinted, and landed a blow with your other hand. He flew across the terminal, colliding into the wall with a satisfying crack. 

You look at Itadori and his injuries. "You good?"

"Yes! Never better!" He replied while saluting with the arm that's currently torn up.

". . . right. Come on, we can't waste time."

"Right!" He trotted up to your side. "Where were you all this time?"

"Don't ask." Your head snapped to the side where you could briefly see a flash of dark red. You stood in front of Itadori and spiked your cursed energy, negating Choso's Blood Pierce. "Kuragari, come out."

"Oh, it's about time you called my name." The black-haired curse appeared in front of you, that same insufferable smirk on her face.

You could feel Itadori tense up behind you.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. You see that spiky haired fuck?" You pointed in front of you. "Get rid of him. I don't have time for this."

"Whatever you say." Kuragari locked her gaze onto Choso, and her smirk widened into a grin.

Ja ne!

 {Ruby Red}