That Time When I Fell Down the Stairs and Became a Jujutsu Sorcerer

Chapter 73 - Come Together

In the vast expanse of the cosmos, where stars shimmered like distant memories, and galaxies danced their eternal waltz, there I  floated, solitary amidst the darkness. My name was lost to the void, my origin a mystery swallowed by the unfathomable depths of space. I drifted weightlessly, my body cocooned in the glittering darkness of cursed energy, its glossy surface mirroring the splendor and chaos of the universe. My eyes, wide with wonder and despair, beheld a panorama of celestial wonders that few could comprehend.

Around me, the remnants of a world crumbled into oblivion. Planets shattered like glass, their fragments spinning in erratic orbits, while distant suns flickered and died, their once-bright flames fading into nothingness. But amidst the chaos, amidst the ruins of a once-great cosmos, there pulsed a heart of darkness. A monstrous, tangled web of black, inky energy stretched across the void, its tendrils snaking through the fabric of space and time.

I watched in awe and horror as the cursed energy pulsed and throbbed, its malevolent presence casting a shadow over the universe. It was a force of destruction, a harbinger of doom, and I was its lone witness yet again. Yet, despite the despair that surrounded me, there was beauty to be found in the cosmic tapestry. Nebulae painted the darkness with hues of crimson and azure. Stars ignited in bursts of incandescent light, scattering stardust across the void like diamonds in the sky.

And amidst it all, I floated, a solitary figure in the vast expanse of space. I was the survivor, a beacon of resilience in a universe consumed by chaos once again. Though I was alone, I found solace in the beauty that surrounded me, in the vibrant colors that painted the void. As I gazed into the abyss, I knew that I was but a small speck in the grand tapestry of existence. But in that moment, as the world around me fell apart, I found strength in my solitude, and hope in the infinite possibilities of the cosmos.

With a sense of grim determination, I propelled myself towards the heart of darkness, my star-clad form cutting through the void like a solitary comet streaking through the night sky. As I drew closer, the tendrils of black, inky energy reached out to ensnare me, their malevolent whispers echoing in the emptiness of space.

With a deep breath, I extended my hands towards the cursed energy, feeling its searing heat wash over me like a wave of fire. The pain was unimaginable, a deep agony that threatened to consume my very being. But I gritted my teeth and pushed forward, my willpower unwavering in the face of despair. With each touch, I felt the darkness surge into me, coursing through my veins like liquid nitrogen. It was a battle of wills, a clash between shadows.

As the cursed energy flowed into me, I felt myself being pulled backward yet again, the fabric of reality reversing around me. Time twisted and warped, folding in on itself like a tattered tapestry as I was cast back into the past yet again. I’d re-lived this story countless times, witnessing the rise and fall of my friends and the endless cycle of destruction and sorrow that defined this universe. Each journey into the heart of darkness took its toll on me, leaving me battered and bruised, yet unbowed in my quest to remove the curses that threatened to consume all that I cared about.

And so, time and time again, I had returned to the cursed energy, sacrificing myself in a never-ending battle to save them all from oblivion. Each absorption was a painful reminder of my own mortality, yet I pressed on, driven by a sense of duty and a flicker of hope that one day, my efforts would tip the scales in favor of the light. Though I didn't choose this role, I chose to keep the rebellion alive, a protector of the fragile beauty that lay scattered across the stars. And though the darkness may have seemed insurmountable, I refused to surrender to despair.

Then I opened my eyes to the brilliant and gentle sunshine on that April morning, laying on my back on the stone stairs. I'd learned a long time ago that if I just waited here, they'd come to me on their own. My cursed energy was immense at this point, an unfamiliar and unmistakably dangerous feeling that seemed to shake them to their bones. They couldn't resist, every single time they'd come and have to see what the horror was that had suddenly manifested so close to them.