[HIATUS] Mha/Bnha x Female Gojo| I Alone Am The Honoured One

55. Akira Gojo's Origin

(Let's pretend they were at a position where no one else can see them)

The air crackles with anticipation. Gojo stands before Suguru, Mahoraga, and Agito, a playful glint in her eyes. Limitless pulses around her, distorting the very fabric of reality.

"Let the games begin," she declares, her voice echoing through the halls.

Suguru gestures toward Agito. "You first, Agito. Show her your 'gratitude.'"

Agito roars, a torrent of Cursed Energy erupting from his body. He lunges at Gojo, a blur of motion, his fists a whirlwind of destruction. Gojo, however, remains unfazed. She effortlessly sidesteps the onslaught, her movements fluid and graceful.

"Is that all you've got?" Gojo teases, her voice laced with amusement.

Agito, enraged, doubles his efforts. He unleashes a barrage of attacks, each more ferocious than the last. But Gojo, with her Six Eyes, anticipates every move, her Limitless warping space around her, rendering Agito's attacks futile.

"Faster," Gojo urges, a mischievous glint in her eye. "You can do better than that."

Agito, frustrated, roars in defiance. He channels more Cursed Energy into his attacks, but Gojo remains untouchable.

Seeing Agito struggling, Suguru steps forward. "Patience, Agito. Let Mahoraga handle this."

Mahoraga, sensing an opportunity, slithers forward, its eyes glowing menacingly. It begins to rapidly evolve, its form shifting and contorting, adapting to Gojo's every move.

Gojo, intrigued, watches with a hint of curiosity. "Adapting, are we? Fascinating."

Mahoraga lunges, a torrent of Cursed Energy erupting from its mouth. Gojo, using her Six Eyes, anticipates the attack, but before she can react, Mahoraga's form shifts again, the attack veering off course and striking the ground beside her.

"Clever," Gojo concedes, a hint of respect in her voice.

Suguru smiles. "You're starting to see it, Gojo. Mahoraga adapts to your techniques."

Gojo, a mischievous glint in her eye, decides to test that theory. She activates Hollow Purple, a devastating blast of Cursed Energy that obliterates a large portion of the building. Mahoraga, however, survives, though severely weakened. It retreats, seeking shelter behind Suguru.

"Impressive, as always," Suguru acknowledges. "But you've underestimated us."

He unleashes a barrage of powerful Cursed Techniques, a combination of curses and intricate barrier techniques. Gojo, using her Infinity, effortlessly deflects most of the attacks, but Suguru's barrage is relentless, pushing Gojo back.

"You're not bad, Geto," Gojo admits, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

Suguru smiles. "Thank you. Now, watch this."

He draws upon a vast reservoir of Cursed Energy, channeling it into Mahoraga. Mahoraga, revitalized, begins to glow, its form shifting once more. This time, the changes are more drastic. Limbs extend into long, whip-like appendages, and a pair of massive, scythe-like wings unfold.

Gojo's eyes narrow. "What in the world...?"

"Now, finish her, Mahoraga!" Suguru commands, a triumphant grin spreading across his face.

Mahoraga lunges at the fallen Gojo, its scythe-like wings slicing through the air. Gojo, however, remains still, a serene expression on her face.

"You've forgotten something, Geto," Gojo whispers, her eyes flickering open.