The world around them shifted again, space folding and unfolding as all three expanded their domains at once. Barriers rose, overlapped, and pressed against each other, the air tightening as the three domains forced themselves into existence in the same place.
This time, Tsutsumi moved first, stepping into both Gojo and Sukuna at once, exchanging blows with them in close range. His movements stayed sharp and fluid, his grin never leaving as he adjusted to fighting both of them simultaneously.
Sukuna kept his strikes direct and brutal, but noticeably, he wasn't using his innate cursed technique. Just pure combat, testing Tsutsumi's reactions instead of relying on guaranteed cuts.
Gojo, on the other hand, remained just out of reach. Infinity made every attempt to land a hit feel incomplete. Tsutsumi's strikes stopped just short, unable to bridge that last distance no matter how precise they were.
"Tch, that's annoying." Tsutsumi's eyes flickered, and his hand snapped forward.
"Frame-Trap!"
The effect hit instantly, as both Gojo and Sukuna's bodies glitched, their movements stuttering as if frames were being skipped. Their actions slowed and snapped unnaturally; their control is still there, but disrupted just enough to create an opening.
Tsutsumi pivoted sharply and drove a kick into Sukuna's side, sending him flying across the domain. The impact carried him straight toward his shrine, shifting his gaze, Gojo vanished.
In the next instant, he reappeared at the very edge of Tsutsumi's domain, his hand already extended as he drove forward. The force of his movement slammed directly into the barrier.
It shattered.
The thin structure of 404: Reality Not Found fractured like glass under pressure, breaking apart instantly.
404: Reality Not Found might be a busted domain, but no matter what he does, the barrier is as thin as paper, easily broken through and shut down. Like how a glitch can't function when you simply shut down the device.
With his domain gone, everything snapped back. And the moment it did, both remaining domains took effect.
Sukuna's Malevolent Shrine activated without delay, visible slashes carving into Tsutsumi's body as he stood exposed. At the same time, Gojo's Unlimited Void flooded his mind with endless information, forcing everything into him at once.
For most, that would have been the end.
Yet... Tsutsumi could still move and pull out a card, placing it into his driver.
Attack Ride: Nasty Vent!
A sharp surge ran through the space, and both Gojo and Sukuna felt it immediately.
A searing pressure pierced into their minds, not overwhelming, but invasive, cutting through their focus in a way that shouldn't have been possible under their own techniques.
Tsutsumi stood there, still moving.
After stepping out of the Xtreme Memory, he remained in his W Xtreme form, his consciousness directly linked to the Gaia Library. Information wasn't something foreign to him anymore, it was something he was already connected to.
Unlimited Void poured infinite knowledge into its target, but against Tsutsumi, who was now directly linked to the Gaia Library. He simply opened the door for that information to flood into the infinitely long library.
It was like trying to flood an ocean with water.
Sukuna's slashes continued to tear through his body, but Tsutsumi simply used Reverse Cursed Technique, as the damage closed almost as quickly as it appeared.
Then he reached for another card. "Let's mix it up a bit."
Final Attack Ride: W-W-W-W!
The Prismbicker's shield appeared in his hand as he raised it, and four beams of light burst forward at once, purple, green, red, and yellow, each one moving independently as they tore through the space around them. They didn't just strike randomly, they traced across the boundaries of both domains, destabilizing them from the inside.
Cracks spread rapidly.
Gojo and Sukuna both felt it at the same time, their domains losing structure under the interference and completely shattered. Before either of them could fully react.
Tsutsumi was already pulling out another card.
"Let's do it again."
Attack Ride: Unlimited Blade Works!
The world broke once more.
Flames surged outward for a brief instant before everything inverted, heat vanishing as a freezing chill took over. The ground beneath them transformed, stretching into an endless snowfield filled with countless swords and weapons embedded into the earth.
A cold wind swept across the land, carrying snow through the air as a bright full moon hung above, illuminating everything in pale light.
Gojo and Sukuna both paused, just for a moment.
"A different domain?"
This didn't make sense.
A domain was a manifestation of one's innate self, a singular reality. One person having two was impossible.
Yet here they stood, inside another world entirely.
Tsutsumi stood at the top of a snow-covered hill, looking down at them calmly. He raised his left hand slightly.
Every blade embedded in the ground trembled, then lifted into the air all at once. With a simple motion of his hand, they turned and shot downward.
Tsutsumi simply made another hand sign and said.
"Simple Domain: Static Zone!"
A small domain appeared around Gojo and Sukuna, settling into a constant, unchangeable refresh.
It forces its own internal logic onto the space and neutralizes Gojo's Infinity by constantly refreshing, causing Infinity to repeatedly refresh back to when it was turned on, the split second before it activate keep on repeating.
Both Gojo and Sukuna were struck, blades piercing into their bodies from multiple angles before they could fully reposition. Blood flowed down against the white snow, staining it in sharp contrast.
"What!?" Gojo uttered, looking down at the multiple blades piercing his body.
More swords followed immediately after. Sukuna reacted first.
"Rabbit Escape!"
His shadow split open, and countless white rabbits burst out, flooding the space in an instant. They leapt into the falling blades, intercepting them, their numbers overwhelming enough to absorb the barrage.
Using that brief opening, both Gojo and Sukuna tore the embedded swords out of their bodies. Reverse Cursed Technique activated immediately, wounds closing as they reset their stance.
The Reverse Cursed Technique could help them heal from injuries, but healing is one thing; healing with a weapon still sucked inside your body is another.
Neither of them hesitated after that. Hand signs formed at the same time.
"Domain Expansion!"
Both of them released their domains again, pushing back against this unfamiliar space, trying to overwrite it with their own.
The environment began to distort as their domains forced their way in.
Tsutsumi reached down beside him and pulled a golden sword from the ground, its surface shining even under the dim moonlight. Raising it high, golden energy surged upward, cutting through the cold air.
"Excalibur!"
Before either domain could fully establish itself, a massive beam of golden light erupted forward, tearing through the space. The Reality Marble cracked under the force, the attack overwhelming the forming domains before they could stabilize.
The blade of light came crashing down toward them.
Sukuna's eyes narrowed, and his hands moved immediately.
"With this treasure I summon… the Eight-Handled Sword Divergent Sila Divine General Mahoraga!"
Rising from his shadow, a massive figure emerged, towering over both of them. With four wings protruding from its eye sockets and a tail-like appendage extending from the back of its head. Hovering just above this is a large eight-handled wheel.
Mahoraga stepped forward and took the attack head-on.
The golden light slammed into it, exploding outward on impact. The force alone shattered the remaining structure of the Reality Marble and disrupted both domains completely, breaking everything back into the real world.
The beam didn't stop there.
It continued forward, carving through the city of Shinjuku, tearing through buildings and streets alike before finally dissipating in the distance. A massive cloud of dust and debris rose into the air, marking the path of destruction left behind.
When it cleared, the battlefield was gone.
The projected Excalibur in his hand faded into fragments of light, the golden glow breaking apart and scattering into the air until nothing remained.
Mahoraga had been completely vaporized by the beam before it could even begin to adapt. There was no gradual adjustment, no resistance, just overwhelming force that erased it outright. Tsutsumi watched the space where it had stood for a brief moment, then shifted his attention forward, a faint smile forming as he saw both Gojo and Sukuna still standing in the aftermath.
Their bodies were marked with damage, clothes torn, blood trailing down from multiple wounds, yet neither of them had fallen. Even after taking that attack head-on, even after everything that had just happened, they were still there.
Just seeing this, a part of Tsutsumi couldn't help but smile.
Through all the worlds he had passed through, he had always held back, not because he lacked the strength to go further, but because he chose not to. Every time, he adjusted himself to fit within the limits of that world, stopping himself from completely breaking whatever balance existed there.
It had become something instinctive.
As someone who didn't truly belong, as a walking exception to the rules, he understood better than anyone how easily things could fall apart if he stopped holding back. So he tries to match their level, playing within their systems, even when it means limiting himself.
And even then, it wasn't always enough.
There were still times he wasn't holding back, or simply didn't know how to hold back due to his limitless potential. And just that alone, it shook the understanding of the powers for the people in those worlds.
Take Class 1-A, for example. They were all working toward becoming pro heroes, chasing after a clear goal, using All Might, the Symbol of Peace, as they aimed to surpass. It was difficult, something that required time, effort, and growth, but it was still within reach.
But if Tsutsumi stepped into that same space without holding back, that path would disappear. The idea of surpassing him wouldn't even exist as a possibility. The effort they put in, the struggles they faced, the progress they made, all of it could be bypassed by him with something as simple as drawing a card.
That kind of gap wasn't just large, it was unfair. And he knew it.
With power that could overwrite reality itself, restraint wasn't a choice he could ignore. It was something he had to maintain, because the alternative was destroying everything around him without meaning to.
Someone with power beyond gods, yet still choosing to remain human.
So moments like this didn't come often.
Standing here, facing opponents who could endure his attacks, who could push back, who didn't immediately collapse under the weight of what he could do, it was different.
For once, he didn't have to measure himself as carefully.
For once, he could let things go a little further.
Tsutsumi stepped forward, closing the distance between them in an instant, his figure appearing clearly in front of Gojo and Sukuna. His expression stayed relaxed, but there was something more behind it now.
"Not bad," he said, looking between the two of them. "Still standing even after all of that."
Neither Gojo nor Sukuna answered right away.
Both of them were watching him closely, their attention fully locked onto him without distraction. This wasn't like before, when they were adjusting, testing, or reacting. This time, they were focused entirely on him.
An unknown existence that had appeared without warning, stepped into their fight, and overturned everything they understood about it.
Their techniques, their domains, the rules they had mastered and bent, all of it had been pushed aside or broken in ways that shouldn't have been possible.
For the first time, there was something unfamiliar mixed into their awareness.
Not hesitation, not doubt, but something closer to tension.
It wasn't overwhelming, it didn't paralyze them, but it was there, clear enough to recognize.
The presence of something they couldn't fully measure.
Sukuna's grin slowly returned, though it was different from before, sharper, more interested than amused. Gojo adjusted his stance slightly, his usual ease still present, but his focus now completely undivided.
Neither of them stepped back.
If anything, the atmosphere grew heavier as they stood their ground.
Fear wasn't something that would stop them.
If it existed at all, it only made the fight ahead more real.
Seeing their resolve to fight, Tsutsumi simply smile making a hand sign. Causing both Gojo and Sukuna to do the same.
"Domain-" Tsutsumi paused, seeing blood running down their nose and eyes.
The two sorcerers had reached their limit and couldn't employ their domain anymore.
"So that's your limit..." He murmurs, looking at the two, seeing the seriousness in their expression.
A hint of disappointment slowly appeared on his face before he quickly wiped it away. "Since you can't use your domain anymore... then let's continue without it."
His answer shocked both of them as Tsutsumi pulled out his Ongekibou Rekka and began approaching them.