Gojo looked down from his position from high in the sky. He had a change in his attire. Now he was wearing a white haori and a black comfortable yet skin-tight shirt underneath with white pants which were tied together with a black belt, and black slip-on shoes. He didn't have his blindfold on, letting his eyes free to the world.
His lips stretched into a small smile as he felt proud when he looked at Shizuka. He had witnessed the entire fight. She had defeated a cursed spirit on her own and at the first try, not to mention a Grade-1 at that!
He looked in another direction to see a large horde of corpses trying to push against an invisible wall. He had spread out his infinity around the block to keep the infected away from the fight. A clone formed next to him and descended towards the unconscious Shizuka.
Gojo rubbed his chin as he looked towards the large horde and let out a large pulse of cursed energy.
Gojo: Is this big enough to call out the serpent?
As if to answer his question the earth shook violently causing a large earthquake that nearly reached ten on the scale. The ground tore open like a wet carbon pulling the large horde of undead along with a large section of the area. The survivors numbered around fifty to sixty fell inside the large crack. It was a surprise that so many people survived the sudden apocalypse that came to their doorstep unannounced. Not that he cares for these faceless maggots.
Gojo looked down to see large bright yellow eyes looking at him. He gave a smirk filled with amusement.
Gojo: Honestly I didn't think you would arrive.
His smirk widened at the words of the creature. The thing rose from the darkness of the earth where hundreds of undead and survivors had fallen through. It rose higher and higher. Till it was at the same height that Gojo was floating at and it looked directly into his eyes. He whistled in surprise.
The creature was standing over 50 feet tall with a serpentine body covered in dark, jagged scales that shimmer with an eerie, toxic green glow. Its form is a grotesque amalgamation of various reptilian species, featuring a massive head resembling that of a dragon with sharp, protruding teeth and multiple eyes that glow a menacing yellow. It has a pair of powerful, clawed limbs that end in talons capable of rending steel, and a long, prehensile tail lined with venomous barbs. Its back is adorned with a row of spines that exude a toxic mist, further emphasizing its deadly nature.
Gojo: You are one big reptile.
Its large lips moved and it spoke again. Gojo rubbed his ear, the lizard's voice was like a loud horn blurring. He could see decay spreading rapidly outwards from the edges of the cracked earth. It ate everything in its path. It didn't matter if it was the dead or inanimate objects.
???: You are not human. What are you?
Gojo: What's your name spirit?
???: I am known as Jörmungandr. What are you?
Gojo's smirk widened like stretched rubber. The world serpent didn't like it.
.....
Gojo: You're God.
It hissed, the sound reverberating through the air as it lunged forward. Its massive tail whips around to strike Gojo but he easily moves out of the way. Since he didn't have infinity, he would have to dodge the attacks. The ground cracked and splintered under the force of the blow. Jörmungandr suddenly roared in pain and surprise. The cursed man raised an eyebrow when he saw his cut merely gave the cursed spirit a shallow cut.
Jörmungandr who had never once suffered a wound was given the first time experience of what it feels like to be cut. The wound was already healed but phantom pains were still there.
Gojo: This might be worth my time.
A green mist filled the air, spreading like a disease. Gojo felt something trying to enter his brain but the combination of his six eyes and RCE refreshing his brain was too much of a defence for the thing.
Gojo: Nice try.
His smirk widened when looked at a wide-eyed Jörmungandr.
Gojo: But mind tricks won't work on me~
With a flick of his wrist, he launched a volley of ice lances at the flying lizard. Gojo saw small-scale-like shields appear at the spots where he had aimed. The shields made of cursed energy cracked but held together, making him smirk wildly.
Suddenly Jörmungandr was punched in the face. It roared not from the pain of being punched but from what came after. Its face was littered with a net of cuts that worked to dig deeper. Gojo watched as the giant serpent survived cleave to the face. He raised an eyebrow when a barrage of acidic projectiles suddenly appeared next to him. The toxic missiles splattered against his right arm sizzling and hissing as they penetrated deep into his flesh.
Without even blinking Gojo cut his arm off and watched as it turned to dust.
Gojo: What the fuck are you so happy about?
The lizard looked at him with a smug look, seeing him only having a single arm remaining as it healed again. He looked at the spirit with a wide grin.
Gojo: Do you want me to praise you?
In a flash, his missing stump was replaced with a new arm. Gojo threw away his torn haori. He disappeared from his spot.
Gojo: Do you know we both are put in a category known as Special-Grade? Both you and me~
He reappeared next to the lizard's face and kicked it hard. He heard a sicking sound of a neck-snapping. He looked down to see a hand grabbing his ankle and he was thrown away like a
Gojo stopped himself mid-air, in his hand held tightly was Jörmungandr's severed arm.
Gojo: That wouldn't kill you.
He looked at the roaring flying lizard and thrashing in pain even as it regenerated. Gojo gained a disappointed look.
Gojo: Man, you are really inexperienced in these things, aren't you? You are no better than a brat. Let's end this.
Gojo raised a finger and pointed at the flying serpent.
Gojo: Cursed Technique Reversal: Red.
A crimson orb of energy formed in his palm before launching towards Jörmungandr with devastating speed. The cursed spirit barely had time to react before the blast struck, sending it hurtling backwards.
His eyes widened and he suddenly leaned back, barely dodging a blade. Six eyes already broke down the nature of the attack by merely glancing at him.
Gojo: 'Interesting'
The attack was made from pure cursed energy compressed to almost a paper's thickness but that wasn't all! The attack was coated with wind.
Gojo: Elemental Manipulation, how intriguing?
Gojo looked up to where he sensed the cursed energy. It was Jörmungandr but he was bigger and looked even more grotesque than before. It looked at him. His yellow eyes had changed into blood red.
Gojo: Man you look even more uglier than before.
Jörmungandr: You said you're God, I don't believe you but you are neither of this world. I can sense it! You are an anomaly and must be eliminated! It's about time you see the reason why the creatures of this world fear me!!
Gojo: Oh yeah?
Gojo's smirk stretched so wide that it looked like it would tear his face in two. A second pair of eyes opened under his first pair.
Gojo: I don't give a fuck what you think! You're in my way!!
They were malicious red as if truly reflecting what he was. Dark tattoos appeared on his arms and face like artwork. The air around him charged up with his cursed energy becoming so dense that it would kill anything that wasn't a Special Grade! It wrapped around him like a cocoon and flowed through his body like a flood. He spread his arms wide as if welcoming Jörmungandr.
...He was.
Gojo: Then come you filthy serpent! Show me!!
The two disappeared from their positions and the sky was filled with flashes of cursed energy!
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Cursed Sorcerer King Of The Arcana
FanfictionA 16-year-old boy with no memories about his past other than power and techniques, he is later adopted by a mage who finds the boy talented in magic arts. 3 years later on a late night, a stranger visits when his teacher is on a trip little did he k...
