Blizzard | Gojo Satoru x Reader |

Chapter 41

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“But you do not command me”

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The air in the room was tense and thick with uncertainty. The team was trapped, their cursed techniques nullified by the strange, sterile environment. Geto glanced at Rei, a thoughtful expression on his face. He leaned in closer to her, lowering his voice. "Rei," he began, "you used to be a sorcerer, right? What was your technique?"

Rei looked at him, a flicker of hesitation crossing her features. "Teleportation," she replied quietly. "I could move myself and others to different locations instantly."

Geto's eyes widened slightly, a glimmer of hope sparking within them. "Can you teleport us out of here? Or at least get yourself out?"

Before Rei could respond, the voice from the speaker crackled to life once more, dripping with smugness. "Ah, I see you're trying to find a way out," it said. "Unfortunately, this room is designed to suppress all cursed techniques, even Gojo Satoru's limitless power. There's no escaping, I'm afraid."

The speaker went silent, and with a soft mechanical whirr, the screen retracted back into the ceiling. The room felt even more oppressive in the newfound silence, the walls seeming to close in around them. Geto clenched his fists in frustration, while Gojo stared at the spot where the screen had been, his expression unreadable.

Meanwhile, in the dimly lit laboratory, the procedure to awaken the goddess was nearing completion. Y/N lay restrained on the cold metal chair, her body trembling with pain. The serum that Dr. Yanagi had injected was working its way through her veins, a searing, unnatural heat coursing through her. Her eyes fluttered open and closed, each breath a struggle against the agony that wracked her form.

Dr. Yanagi observed her intently, his eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and satisfaction. The monitor beside him beeped steadily, displaying Y/N's vitals and other data. As the serum reached its final stages, Y/N's breaths became shallow, her skin paling. She felt as though her very soul was being pulled apart, reshaped by an unseen force.

Suddenly, Y/N's movements ceased. Her body went completely still, her eyes wide open but unseeing. The room fell eerily silent, the beeping of the machines the only sound. Dr. Yanagi frowned, glancing at the monitors. "What the...?" he muttered, confused. He turned his back to Y/N, checking the machine's readings, looking for any anomaly that could explain the sudden stillness.

At that moment, a low, guttural noise filled the air. It started as a whisper but quickly grew into a deafening roar. Y/N's body convulsed, and with a powerful jerk, she snapped the restraints binding her. She stood up slowly, her movements almost mechanical, as if testing the limits of her newfound freedom.

Dr. Yanagi turned, his eyes widening in shock and then glee. Before him stood Y/N, or rather, the goddess she had become. Her transformation was complete. Her hair, once a cascade of black, had turned a vibrant, fiery red, flowing like molten lava around her. Her eyes glowed with an otherworldly crimson light, intense and piercing. Her skin seemed to shimmer with a subtle, reddish hue as if kissed by flames. Her clothes had transformed into an ethereal, flowing garment of deep red and gold, accentuating her regal, almost divine appearance.

A crown of red flames hovered just above her head, flickering with an unsettling intensity. Her presence radiated power, an aura of heat and dominance that made the air around her crackle. She was a vision of destruction and beauty, the embodiment of raw, unbridled energy.

Dr. Yanagi couldn't help but smile, his eyes alight with triumph. "It's done," he murmured, almost to himself. "The Jujutsu Goddess has awakened. With this power, we can reshape the world, control its very destiny."

He took a step closer to her, his voice filled with reverence and excitement. "Goddess, you have awakened to your true form. Now, show us your power. Demonstrate the strength that will make the world bow before us."

For a moment, the goddess remained silent, her expression unreadable. The room felt charged with anticipation, the very air vibrating with her energy. Dr. Yanagi's smile grew, his eyes never leaving her face.

But then, something shifted. The goddess's expression darkened, her eyes narrowing. The air grew heavy, the temperature spiking sharply. Dr. Yanagi's smile faltered, confusion creeping into his eyes. He took a cautious step back, suddenly unsure.

The goddess raised her hand slowly, and with a mere flick of her wrist, a wave of fiery energy erupted from her, scorching the air. The monitors around them exploded in a shower of sparks, the heat from her aura melting the metal. Dr. Yanagi stumbled backwards, shielding his face from the sudden burst of power.

"What's happening?" he shouted, panic lacing his voice. "You're supposed to obey me! I awakened you!"

The goddess turned her fiery gaze toward him, a cold, mocking smile playing on her lips. Her voice, when she spoke, was a deep, resonant tone, layered with an eerie echo. "Obey you?" she repeated, her tone dripping with disdain. "You awakened me, yes. But you do not command me."

Dr. Yanagi's face paled, realization dawning on him. The goddess's power was not something to be controlled or harnessed. She was a force of nature, an ancient entity with a will of her own. His confidence crumbled, replaced by a dawning horror.

"You've made a terrible mistake," the goddess continued, her voice chilling. "You sought to awaken a weapon, but you have released a being beyond your comprehension."

As the reality of the situation settled in, Dr. Yanagi's smile vanished completely. His triumph turned to terror as he faced the true nature of the being before him. The goddess stood tall, her eyes blazing with crimson fire, as she looked down upon the man who had thought he could control her. The room was filled with the crackling sound of her power, a prelude to the chaos that was about to unfold.

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