Reborn as Gojo Satoru (Tbate)

relocation

Crack... crack... crack...

A small carriage was driving along the crooked earthen road, various knife cuts of different shapes and sizes could be seen all over the carriage.

"I still can't believe how this kid could outsmart us," said a large man with a scar on his cheek.

"We underestimated this child, who would have thought that this child would be able to silently crack the lock and let all the children out of the room," the thin man replied with a nod.

"Have you figured out what you're going to tell the boss yet?" the big man asked.

"I don't know... Maybe if we deliver this child alive, he will spare us?"

Sighing, the big man looked at the back of the carriage, a white-haired boy could be seen in the carriage, the boy was covered in blood and bruises, he looked no more than ten years old.

"You're lucky we didn't kill you right away, now that the boss finds out what you've done, he definitely won't let you live," the big man said with hatred.

"The same can be said about us," the thin man muttered with a gloomy tone.

"Drake, why should we go back to Etistin city, our boss won't let us live anyway," a large man asked.

"James, are you an idiot? If we just run away, something worse than death will be waiting for us," Drake replied.

After Drake's answer, James no longer dared to engage in a dialogue.

...

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

There was a loud explosion throughout the forest, all the animals that were in the vicinity scattered.

Everything within a radius of 20 meters from the carriage was erased.

A boy hovered at the epicenter of the explosion, surrounded by a blue translucent barrier.

After a minute's flight, the boy landed back on the ground.

POV (Vladimir Ponomarev)

Opening my eyes, I was greeted by millions of stars in the boundless sky.

"Where am I?" is the only question that popped into my head.

All I remember is that the plane I was supposed to fly to Moscow was caught in a thunderstorm and eventually crashed.

Was I able to survive the crash?

My whole body hurt... I think my ribs are broken.

Carefully getting up from my seat, so as not to pierce the nearest organs with broken ribs, I looked around.

There was a small crater around me, small wooden parts were scattered everywhere, it seems that the plane fell on some kind of wooden structure.

Although... the more I look around the area, the more I am convinced that the plane has nothing to do with it.

To begin with, it is impossible to survive such a fall, no matter how hard you try.

Looking at my hands, I found myself in a stupor, why did they decrease?

What the fuck is going on? I don't understand!

Having fully recovered, I began to panic.

I'm one hundred percent sure that such a crash is impossible to survive, so what am I doing here? Why am I alive? Why have I become smaller?