Maybe this time (Gojohime)

Prologue

On the fateful Christmas Eve, the battle between the strongest sorcerer in history and the strongest sorcerer of today took place. 

"My students are watching," Gojo called out, loud enough for Sukuna to hear over the chaos. He pointed behind him, where faint silhouettes of Yuuji and the others could barely be made out in the distance.  "So, help me look even cooler today, okay?!"

Across from him, Sukuna staggered for a moment, wiping at his face. Blood dripped from his eyes—a result of Gojo's Unlimited Void, the domain expansion that left even the King of Curses shaken.

Gojo's grin widened at the sight "Hahaha! Seems like it had an impact!", his voice carrying over the battlefield. 

Without wasting a beat, Gojo dashed forward, his fist colliding with Sukuna's jaw in a brutal punch that echoed through the battlefield. The King of Curses barely had time to recover before Gojo unleashed a torrent of blows, his movements a blur of precision and power.

 "Ultimate strength. The solitude it brings. You can't understand, Sukuna." His expression softened for just a moment before his grin returned, sharper than ever. "But don't worry. I'm the one who'll teach you about love."

Sukuna's smirk faltered, but he recovered quickly. "Big words for a man about to die."

With a dark chuckle, Sukuna raised his hand, and the battlefield trembled as cursed energy swirled violently around him. From behind Sukuna, Mahoraga materialized, the shikigami's wheel spinning ominously, signaling its readiness to adapt and counter Gojo's techniques. Beside it, a towering beast, Akito, the merged monster of curses, its power radiating an overwhelming, oppressive force.

"It's three against one now," Sukuna declared, his voice dripping with arrogance as he gestured to his monstrous allies. "Let's see how long that smirk of yours lasts."

Gojo, however, looked as if he was just getting started, even as his breaths grew heavier. He glanced at the shikigami, his cold blue eyes flicking to the spinning wheel. A smirk crept onto his face as he called out to Sukuna.

"That's the number of times," Gojo said, pointing at the wheel, "the wheel needs to turn before Mahoraga adapts to my inviolability."

Sukuna let out a low chuckle, "A countdown, huh? Until you lose that smirk."

Gojo's grin widened, full of defiance. "Well," he replied, shrugging, "we both tend to smirk. But the difference is, I don't need that much time to kill you."

 Sukuna's cursed energy flared wildly, the King of Curses gearing up for a devastating attack. Mahoraga's wheel spun faster, glowing brighter as it edged closer to full adaptation. But Gojo didn't flinch.

"You talk big for someone hiding behind your pet," Gojo taunted, laced with his signature confidence. "You think you're buying time, Sukuna, but all you're doing is stalling your own execution."

Gojo wasted no time, unleashing another Red, the repulsive force tearing through the battlefield and slamming into Mahoraga. The shikigami staggered back, its wheel spinning once more to adapt to the attack. Sukuna leapt into action, using Mahoraga's distraction to launch his own assault, slashes of cursed energy cutting through the air.

Gojo countered effortlessly, activating Infinity to neutralize the attacks. He shifted to Blue, compressing space and sending the force barreling toward Sukuna.

Sukuna dodged, landing next to Mahoraga as the shikigami steadied itself. "Getting sloppy, Gojo," he sneered. "That countdown's getting closer to zero."

"Maybe," Gojo said, cracking his neck as cursed energy flared around him.  

From her hidden spot, Utahime kept Solo Solo Prohibition Zone going strong, boosting Gojo's power. She felt the intensity of the fight, the massive energy clashing ahead. Sweat dripped down her temple, but she held her ground, knowing how critical her role was.