"Do you believe in God?"
"I'm your God now."
A thousand year old curse wakes up from its slumber to enjoy the eccentricity of a new era. An era filled with arrogant sorcerers, weird kids and a Kakashi cosplayer.
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The first thing you felt after waking up was a horrible ache in your back. The first thing you saw though, were the biggest blue eyes you had ever seen. Despite not being overly poetic, you had thought that they looked like the moon, shining down on the world, always there but impossible to touch.
"Oh... who are you?" The man asked curiously, poking and prodding at you with a wide grin. From what you could observe, he seemed rather immature.
"Might take a minute to remember." You said getting up and stretching, who know how long you were asleep. You ran a hand though your hair and looked at the guy in front of you. White hair, blue eyes, tall, hmm, a guy from the Gojo clan? A strong one, a really strong one, in fact.
You looked around slightly disoriented. By the looks of it, you were in the middle of one of your temples, sleeping on a bed surrounded by flowers. Suddenly, the scent of the roses overwhelmed you and you had to actively refrain from falling.
"Well, can you hurry it up? I don't have all day you know." He whined childishly. Then, before you could reply, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, without hesitation.
"Where are we even rushing off to? I just woke up." You muttered then yawned exaggeratedly, rubbing your eye's incessantly just for good measure, trying to drive the point home. You weren't particularly happy by your abrupt awakening.
"If you must know, my new, cute, little student might need some help." He said pridefully, puffing out his chest. Though, he did seem a little frustrated as well.
"Calm down, you absolute mother hen." You groaned. This guy, you wondered how difficult it would be to beat him. He didn't just look strong he felt strong, those were the best opponents.
"We're here." He announced. This place looked sort of familiar, though in your memories it's definitely more run down and certainly not as advanced. There were no bridges or tall buildings.
"This is going to be so exciting, kid." He murmured dragging you to the entrance of a room with what looked like a ton of talismans and a child? Is this guy a pedophile? You looked at him dubiously, eyes narrowing as you jump from his arms.
"I'm way older than you, kid. Do you even know who I am?" You questioned, putting emphasis on the word, kid. In all fairness, you hadn't gotten the chance to look at yourself yet, so you had no idea what you really looked like.
"The thing is, I don't know anything about you. You're a real mystery... a person who can negate my vision. I might just kill you." He smiled in a threatening manner, stepping forward, towering over you.
Though you couldn't see his eyes, you're sure they were blazing. Tall fuck, you couldn't help but grimace. "Eh, just kidding. Then again, you should start talking." He giggled amused, the edges of his mouth twitching upwards.
"Shouldn't you start talking, first? There's a literal kid tied to a chair behind me, in that room." You remarked. Who knows what kind of weird perverted fetishes this insane sorcerer has. He shrugged.
"I suppose that's fair. My name's Satoru Gojo and I'm a jujutsu sorcerer. That kid right there is Sukuna's vessel. I don't suppose you know what I'm talking about? Or how you got into that temple?" He asked with a childlike curiosity.
"Sukuna? Yeah, I know him. I am a curse, after all." You brought up casually. Well, you said that, but you don't actually know if that's completely accurate.
Your whole existence is kind of bizarre. It's best not to question shit like that. Not only would it stress you out butyou might not like what you find out.
"Oh, wow! I thought so but still! I'm surprised you're being so nonchalant about it." All of a sudden, you felt him try to strike the back of your head. His attack didn't hit.
Gojo's eyes widened like saucers and his mouth opened wide. "Infinity? You're like me?" He breathed out grinning and started laughing from sheer amazement. The sound echoed loudly throughout the room.
"A little gift from one of your ancestors. She was really something and her death was rather unfortunate. You sorcerers, always killing each other. Who knows maybe that'll happen to you too." You said smirking then suddenly frown thinking about Tsuki. It's always a pity when a strong and beautiful woman dies.
"Aww, are you worried? Don't worry, I'm the strongest." He said with so much confidence that most would say it's a fact. Shame such confidence is a one way trip to hell.
"Gojo, you know, I'm really starting to like you. You're very interesting." You proclaimed, taking a step towards him. I nearly let out an appreciative whistle.
"You're interesting too. A curse who can copy other's techniques, who would've thought? It doesn't hurt that you're pretty either." He called me pretty, huh, that's cute.
"Cute. Coming from you, that's some high praise. Oh look, the actual kid is waking up." You smiled, excited for the days to come. This new era was shaping up to be a rather entertaining one.
"What's going on?" Asked the pink haired boy, slightly frantic. "I'm not going to be frank. You were kidnapped by a Kakashi cosplayer. Could be worse." You laughed, delighted.
