Since the moment I discovered my cursed technique, I have been training without rest.
The sensation is exhilarating.
To surpass human limits, to rewrite the laws of reality with my own hands—what once seemed impossible has become second nature. Every day, I push myself further, a relentless obsession with growth carving its way into my soul. It's as if some madman has taken over my body, compelling me to chase the next level with an insatiable hunger.
Never, in my previous life, had I felt such passion—such an all-consuming, merciless drive.
Maybe that's why I still stand here. Alive.
Even as unconsciousness claimed me, my technique—honed through countless hours of brutal training—activated instinctively.It worked tirelessly, knitting together torn flesh, sealing ruptured veins, breathing life into me once more.Pain faded. Strength returned. My body restored itself.
And when my vision cleared, I saw her kneeling in the distance—coughing up blood, defeated but unbroken.
Her armor, once a gleaming fortress of power, had shattered. The fragments lay scattered like broken glass, catching the dim light of the battlefield. And beneath them, she was exposed—her half-bare form glistening with sweat and streaked in crimson.
But the destruction only seemed to enhance her beauty.
Her skin, ghostly pale against the darkness, shimmered with an otherworldly glow. Every curve, every line of muscle, was an embodiment of raw power and seduction. Even as she trembled, breath hitching in her throat, her presence remained intoxicating.
And then—she laughed.
A wild, uncontrollable laughter that echoed through the battlefield, rising in intensity until it teetered on the edge of hysteria.
Tears welled in her eyes, a twisted ecstasy burning within them.
Her lips parted, curling into something between a smirk and a snarl."As expected... you are mine and mine alone."
Her voice was thick with fervor, husky with desire."Delivering such an attack while unconscious... what terrifying prowess you must have!"
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, exhilaration surging through her veins like poison. Crimson stained her hands as she clutched her sides, yet she looked at me as though I were the only thing keeping her alive.
"Ahh… I truly wish to have you with me," she whispered, each syllable dripping with hunger.
A strange heat pulsed through my body.
It was instinct. Not caution. Not reason. Just something primal stirring deep within.
My legs moved of their own accord, slow and deliberate, carrying me toward her like a predator drawn to weakened prey.
She didn't recoil. If anything, she seemed to welcome it.
But then—her expression twisted.
A shudder ran through her frame, her pupils dilating with something darker than mere longing.
"That's why..." her voice cracked."I must do this!"
A shiver ran down my spine.
Crimson droplets lifted from the battlefield, drawn into the air by an unseen force. The blood gathered around her in delicate, intricate patterns, swirling like ink forming a contract with the heavens. The very atmosphere tensed, vibrating under the weight of what was about to unfold.
My heart slammed against my ribs.
She was casting it—her Domain Expansion.
I moved.
A blur of speed.
A desperate rush to stop her.
But even as I surged forward, she lifted her arms high—her hands entwining, fingers curling together in a gesture that was strangely intimate, almost reverent.
For a split second, time seemed to stretch.
Even on her knees, bloodied and broken, she exuded a haunting elegance—her body aglow with cursed energy, her lips parted in something between a prayer and a curse.
Then she spoke, her voice soft yet commanding.
"Domain Expansion—"
A deafening crack split the air.
The sky twisted. The ground trembled. Space itself shrank inward, collapsing toward a singularity.
Darkness swallowed me whole.
And within that void, only she remained.
"Hell's Paradise."
The blackness dissolved in an instant, replaced by something both horrifying and breathtaking.
Crimson flowers bloomed in an unnatural eruption, their petals slick with blood, staining the horizon in shades of violent beauty.
I fell to my knees.
Chains of flesh coiled around my limbs, forcing my arms outward, locking me in place like a prisoner awaiting judgment. Tendrils of blood slithered over my skin, their touch disturbingly warm.
She emerged from the sea of red.
Slow, deliberate. A queen surveying her conquest.
Her long, slender fingers traced my cheek, a ghostly caress, chilling and intimate. She tilted my chin upward, forcing me to meet her eyes.
They burned—a molten crimson, ablaze with hunger.
"It's finally time…" she murmured, her breath ghosting against my lips."For us to unite."
Her grip tightened, nails dragging against my skin, carving delicate lines of pain.
Then—
"That's enough."
The voice cut through the domain like a blade.
The very air shifted.
A foreign presence invaded the cursed space—unannounced, unshaken, undeniable.
Her entire body tensed.
And then, in an instant, the bindings on my arms snapped. Not torn. Not broken. Just—gone.
Before I could even process what had happened, the curse was struck.
A force beyond comprehension slammed into her stomach, sending her careening backward, her body folding over itself as she crashed into the crimson field with a choked gasp.
I barely had time to breathe before a hand settled atop my head.
Gentle. Effortless. Unshakable.
I followed the hand upward—to the man who owned it.
A sleek high-collared jacket. Black pants. Polished shoes that barely seemed to touch the cursed earth beneath him.
And his hair—white as untouched snow.
But it was his eyes that captivated me.
Gleaming with an ethereal blue glow. A light so brilliant, so infinite, it seemed to stretch beyond the boundaries of the world itself.
My breath caught in my throat.
A single name echoed in my mind.
Gojo Satoru.
A smirk tugged at his lips.
"Now that I'm here…" His voice was effortless, brimming with unshakable confidence."You can rest easy."
He raised two fingers.
Delicate. Precise. Like an artist preparing to craft his masterpiece.
The very air crackled around him, distorting as power surged through reality itself.
And then, with absolute certainty, he spoke.
"Domain Expansion: Infinite Void."