Star Religious Group Headquarters.
A magnificent, gold-plated temple hidden deep within the mountains.
Originally, it was a place where ignorant yet wealthy non-sorcerers gathered, seeking spiritual solace or to ward off misfortune.
They squandered vast fortunes on ethereal gods while committing sickening acts behind the scenes.
Years ago, these people hired Toji Fushiguro to prevent Riko Amanai's assimilation, triggering the tragedy that nearly shattered Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto's youth.
Today, however, it welcomed its true master.
*Boom!*
The heavy vermilion gates were blasted into splinters by a violent surge of cursed energy!
Amidst the swirling wood chips and dust, Suguru Geto walked into the main hall, expressionless, holding Nanako and Mimiko by the hands.
The well-dressed high-ranking officials and followers of the Star Religious Group, who were in the middle of a meeting, screamed in terror at the sudden intrusion.
"Who... who are you?!"
A portly director wearing gold-rimmed glasses pointed at Suguru Geto, shouting with forced bravado.
"Security! Where's the security?! Get this lunatic out of here!"
Suguru tilted his head slightly, a cold, mocking glint flashing in his narrow eyes.
He didn't even draw the weapon at his waist; he simply snapped his fingers.
"Roar—!"
With a deafening howl, a massive Special Grade Cursed Spirit, radiating a suffocating and terrifying pressure, instantly emerged from the shadows behind Suguru!
The spirit had countless compound eyes and tentacles, emitting a stench of death that caused the temperature in the hall to drop to the freezing point.
"M-Monster!"
"Help! Run!"
The once-arrogant followers of the Star Religious Group scrambled like frightened rats, desperate to escape.
However, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit merely waved a hand, and several thick tentacles shot out like lightning, piercing through the chests of the director and the loudest officials.
Blood instantly stained the golden Buddha statues and the expensive carpets.
These scumbags, who usually threw their weight around and had likely caused the deaths of many innocent people, died instantly without even a chance to scream.
The hall fell into a deathly silence.
The remaining followers knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to breathe.
They looked in horror at the long-haired youth standing in a pool of blood like a demon king.
Suguru Geto let go of the twins' hands and stepped through the blood, one step at a time, toward the ornate throne at the center of the hall.
He sat down slowly, looking down at the shivering "monkeys" below.
"From today onward, this place belongs to me."
Suguru's voice wasn't loud, but it echoed through the silent hall like a thunderclap.
"I, Suguru Geto, shall be your new Leader."
"Your wealth, resources, and connections—everything will serve me."
"If anyone objects..."
Suguru smiled faintly, and the Special Grade Cursed Spirit let out a bone-chilling roar on cue.
"Then go join them."
The followers, scared out of their wits, bowed frantically, begging for mercy.
"Lord Leader, please spare us!"
"We are willing to swear our loyalty to you!"
Looking at these ugly faces—haughty just moments ago, now groveling—Suguru felt only endless indifference.
He didn't need their faith; he only needed their money and resources to build a massive power that could secretly oppose the Higher-ups and Kenjaku!
Meanwhile...
The news that Suguru Geto had murdered his parents, massacred a village, and forcibly taken over the Star Religious Group hit the jujutsu world like a magnitude 12 earthquake!
Tokyo Jujutsu High, First-Year Classroom.
*Boom!*
The pencil in Kento Nanami's hand was snapped in two.
He stared intensely at the wanted poster on his desk, his eyes filled with disbelief and profound shock.
"It's impossible..."
Nanami gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed through his jaw.
"How could Senior Suguru... how could he do something like this?!"
In his heart, Suguru Geto had always been a gentle, powerful, and perfect upperclassman who prioritized protecting the weak.
Even after seeing the corruption of the Higher-ups and narrowly surviving the Land Deity mission, Nanami couldn't believe Suguru would fall so far as to become a murderous curse user.
"Waaaaah!"
Beside him, Yu Haibara broke down in tears.
"Senior Suguru must have been framed! He's such a good person... He even said he'd treat us to ramen!"
In the infirmary...
Shoko Ieiri sat quietly by the window, a cigarette burning halfway in her hand.
Ash fell onto her white coat, but she didn't seem to notice.
She looked at the sky outside, her eyes slightly red, but she didn't let the tears fall.
'Suguru... you idiot.'
Shoko took a deep drag and crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
'Since you've chosen this path, don't you dare die out there.'
At the General Headquarters, things were in total chaos.
"A Special Grade Curse User! This is an unprecedented atrocity!"
"Issue the execution order immediately! Dead or alive, Suguru Geto must be brought to justice on the spot!"
"What about Satoru Gojo?! Isn't he Geto's best friend? Bring him in for investigation immediately! He's definitely suspected of harboring him!"
Facing the hysterical roars of those Rotten Oranges, Satoru Gojo simply leaned back in his chair lazily, even letting out a bored yawn.
"Hey, hey, you old geezers are way too loud."
Gojo picked his ear, looking at the Higher-ups through his dark sunglasses with the same gaze one would use for trash.
"Suguru defected. What does that have to do with me?"
"He decided to be a villain on his own. It's not like I could stop him."
"However..."
Gojo suddenly sat upright, a dangerous curve tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"If any of you dare target me, or move against anyone else around me..."
"I don't mind sending you all to see your ancestors early!"
A violent surge of cursed energy instantly swept through the meeting room, suffocating all the Higher-ups.
Though they were furious, they didn't dare utter a word in the face of this undisputed strongest sorcerer.
Late at night, at the Star Religious Group Headquarters.
Suguru Geto sat alone on the Leader's throne.
The hall was empty save for a few flickering candles that cast his shadow long across the floor.
He pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his robes.
This was something Yoru had quietly slipped to him before they parted, covered in names—
These were potential rogue sorcerers who, in the original timeline, would be persecuted by the Higher-ups, manipulated by Kenjaku, or meet tragic ends over the next ten years.
Suguru looked at the names, a cold smile slowly forming on his lips.
The Suguru Geto of the original story pursued the absurd ideal of "killing all non-sorcerers," ultimately leading himself to destruction.
But now, his mind was crystal clear.
'If I'm going to play the villain, I'll play the part to the end.'
'Kenjaku... Higher-ups...'
Suguru pressed the list against his chest, his gaze deep and manic.
'I'll use my own methods to force all you snakes hiding in the dark out into the light!'
'I'll use the most infamous name to protect the things I truly want to protect!'
Jujutsu High quickly classified Suguru Geto as a Special Grade Curse User and officially issued a widespread execution order.
Facing this execution order, what actions will the strongest, Satoru Gojo, take?
Suguru's descent into darkness was highly effective, successfully drawing everyone's attention.
Meanwhile, how would Yoru and Satoru Gojo, who remained inside Jujutsu High, utilize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to begin their true scheme?
A grand game of chess, set to sweep across the entire jujutsu world and even the whole world, has finally begun!