Are we deadass?
Ignoring my pang of anger, I look over at Junpei who's currently slouched down in his seat with his head in his hands, as if he's covering a bruise. What happened? I wrote out, tapping on his shoulder and showing him the notebook while the teacher was busy babbling about geometry.
For the year that I've known him, Junpei has always been more of a wet, scared dog than a person. He looks around at everything and jumps at even the smallest physical contact, almost like he's bracing himself for a hit. I have a suspicion he's being bullied, but because this is the only class we have together, his classes are on the opposite side of the school building, along with…
"Oh no, it's fine. I just tripped and fell on my face in the house, that's all." He whispered.
Along with his insistence to not tell me what's going on, I haven't been able to confirm anything. I like to think I'm a good influence on his life, though. On the rare occasions I see him roaming throughout the halls, he always seems like he's so down on his luck, like he's depressed or something. That's why I've been trying to talk to him more, to try and push him out of his comfort zone a little bit.
It's worked a bit, I mean, now he doesn't ENTIRELY look like he's gonna kill himself at any time, I mean, he even smiles a bit now. If that's not progress, then I don't know what the hell it can be.
"I've actually made a new friend." He said quietly.
Really? What's his name?
"Mahito." Who the hell name's their kid "true human"? Whatever, I'm not their dad or anything. If anything, I'm kinda thankful that they've befriended Junpei, maybe they'll watch out if they see him getting bullied and try to step in.
Are they cool?
"Yeah, he's super cool!" He says a little louder than usual. I'm looking at him right now and he genuinely has stars in his eyes, he looks actually interested in telling me about his friend. Unfortunately, good things don't last forever and our portly teacher saw him having a good time and he just couldn't take that.
"Yoshino!" He yelled, Junpei flinching and turning his head immediately. "Since you wanna talk so much, come up to the board and solve this problem!"
Aw shit.
Junpei got him and looked at the board in horror, slowly walking up to it and taking the chalk out of the smug teacher's hands before looking at me. Crap, man, I dunno this shit either!
Let's see… Carry the 1, add the 2, divide the 67, multiply by pie… I hold up a 9 with my fingers that Junpei readily draws on the board.
"Why that's, that's…" The teacher looks shocked for a moment. "WRONG!" Before reverting back to smug and yelling at Junpei. "Maybe if you spent more time studying instead of fraternizing with your mute friend back there, you'd know a thing or two, Mr. Yoshino." He said, dismissing him before getting back to the board, leaving Junpei to walk to his seat with literally everyone pointing and laughing at him.
[1x Bronze Random ticket: Embarrass your friend, making the whole class laugh at him]
Gee, thanks man, that's totally an achievement.
[Bullseye]
|Uncommon Ability|
"Boom, headshot." Bullseye creates bullseye reticle crosshairs on several random spots on all targets in your line of vision, hitting one of these crosshairs in the middle with a projectile automatically turns into a critical hit, amplifying its power and damage. With training, you can more accurately place crosshairs on targets.
Wait a minute, is that…An actual good power? If I got a deck of cards and knew how to throw them, I could be like Gambit or something. Let me use that right now and throw an eraser in that teacher's–
[You only have 1 ability slot]
…Wut?
[With every 5 abilities, you gain an ability slot. Right now you only have 1 being filled with Necrotic Weapon and there is a 5 minute cooldown and swapping.]
That's so damn cheap! Swap it anyway, I wanna see what I can do.
While Junpei sat back down and put his head down, I activated bullseye and was consumed by a mass of targets. I could see like 13 on Junpei alone, let alone on literally everything in the entire class. Each tile, person, table, desk, hell, even the shoes had targets.
I deactivated the ability, feeling a little bit drained afterwards and just decided to continue on with the class, watching as the teacher continued on and on with his endless yapping. Soon enough, it ended and I had my worst period, gym, to look forward to.
However, right when I was about to go to the downstairs gym, I looked out the window and saw something suspicious. We had a gym on the outside of our school, but it hasn't been used for about 5 years at this point.
It was all over the news, apparently a pedophilic gym teacher named "Kamoshida" had a change of heart and confessed his crimes to the entire student body before killing himself outside for everyone to see. I didn't know the guy, but from what I heard on the news it sounded like he did the right thing.
…So tell me why I'm seeing some ugly ass dude with a long ass tongue and crown on his head outside! I would dismiss it normally, maybe it's just some weirdo, but seeing as it is flickering in and out, I guess it's some kind of curse. Maybe I can go down there and reason with it to not harass the school?
Oh well, only one way to find out.
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THE END
I've tried making a JJK chaos gacha fic, but that didn't go very well. I'm bringing over some plot points from that fic and attempting to actually, you know…Create a story instead of just bullshitting and meandering.
Also, I know that I'll be making a harem, but I do not think I want Maki in it. People say that she's the baddest in JJK when she ain't even top 5. Yuki, Yorozu, Uro, Shoko, even fucking Momo clears Maki, she gets carried by fanart that makes her have a fat ass when everyone else I just mentioned has it naturally.
Hey guys!
Thanks for the support on the other chapter. Go ahead and comment about anything my writing does for you whether it's bad, good, or you're straight nutting from it.
Also, I know nothing about fate or runecraft, so Imma just make shit up and use basic fantasy rules instead.
Enjoy the show!
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What the actual hell is this?
After seeing the curse outside, I decided to rationalize something with myself. Y'know, maybe it's not a good idea to go outside during class time and potentially fight a monstrous spiritual being? So I put it off until lunch-time and by then I had studied my abilities more and more.
Starting off, Bullseye was much stronger than I originally thought. I thought that it would just be like striking a weak spot in a video game and it kinda was…By like 1000. I used it once and I threw a pencil at a desk's target and it genuinely cracked a bit. It wasn't like a big splinter, but imagine being able to hit multiple of these things all over a human body, that would be deadly.
Then I got to reading the book about runes, something that was a lot smaller than I thought it would be. Apparently it only taught how to draw the runes and the letters, the power that comes from that actually comes from the reader and their "internal energy".
You could write a rune with anything really, but it most effectively was with a carving tool. Something about "making that energy fully transplant into the object" or something like that. I've personally been using a pencil though.
It's weird too, like if I wrote the rune translation of "fire" on a ball, it would probably only spark up for a minute before fizzling out on its own, however, if an arch-mage or something wrote it, the thing would be hot as hell and it would go on for hours at bare minimum.
Also, the internal energy I was using gets significantly drained any time I use it. I wrote the rune of sharp on a pencil and it felt like I had a whole workout, though the pencil was pretty damn sharp, I mean it looked like it could easily stab into my hand.
One thing that I picked up was that I could substitute the energy needed for the runes. While in wood-shop class, I used necrotic energy along with the rune of durable to enhance the wood I was given to work with. It took a considerable amount less energy from before to write it and that wood was hard as hell, it couldn't even break with a drill before I erased the rune off of it.
Along with enhancing the wood, I also decided to snatch a nail-gun from the class, putting it in my book-bag when the teacher was bust trying to get a kid to not chop his fingers off with a saw. I mean, I'm not a thief, I'm just temporarily borrowing the gun to potentially fight off a spiritual threat to the school. I'm a good guy, I promise!
Anyway, after wood-shop it was finally lunch time and I went ahead and got to work before going to the gym. I infused my pencil with necrotic energy and used it to carve "Accurate" and "lethal" into the nail-gun, actually something that actually landed me a ticket for my troubles.
[1x Silver Random ticket: Make a pseudo cursed tool]
[Light Cycle]
|Uncommon Item|
Tron - A high-tech, sleek sci-fi bicycle that is extremely durable and extremely fast. And most of all, extremely cool. This bike does not need to be recharged or fueled.
Now although that sounded sick as hell, that wasn't what I needed for right now, so I put it in the back of my mind and focused on the real threat.
My school was pretty lax, allowing students to leave campus for lunch as long as they made it back on time, so I took advantage of that. I pretended to go off-campus, only to turn around and head to the gym outside.
It wasn't a big building and it was pretty hidden too. The only way anyone could see what was going on inside like I did would be by looking through the third floor window, but who the hell is doing that, huh?
I placed my book-bag on the ground, took out my modified nail-gun and notebook and stood face to face with the curse.
The first thing I noticed was that it was ugly…Like REALLY ugly. The thing was purple with some kind of gold and purple crown at the top of its head along with its pink skin and long ass tongue hanging out of its mouth. It was a bit taller than me, but I'm like 5'6, a lot of things and people are taller than me.
I genuinely couldn't even wave at it and show that I wasn't trying to fight before it screeched at me, trying to attack me with its tongue. I rolled out the way, but had to get up and start moving around the gym to keep dodging him. I kept my head down, my hands over my hair as I tried to shield myself from the weights flying all over the place.
Eventually, I managed to do a lap and grab my notebook, still attempting to dodge while I tried to write down something to communicate with the curse. "I'm not trying to fight u!" I wrote down, slowing down to show the thing.
Its attack stopped, eyes slowly widening in understanding…Before immediately trying to attack me again. It clipped me this time too, tearing a hole in my shirt while making a large gash in my left arm. Alright, I tried c communicating, if this fucker wanted to die then so be it.
I threw the notebook near my book-bag and pulled out my nail-gun, trying to get a clean shot on its ugly ass face. I infused it with necrotic energy and pulled the trigger, the recoil being strong as hell and knocking me off my feet when I shot it.
Thankfully it looked like the gun hurt it more than me., the nail being slugged right into its eye, exploding it in a shower of purple blood. The curse yelled in anguish, holding its eye and lashing out in every direction like a wounded animal.
I didn't waste any time, emptying the entire clip of nails into that thing while rushing ever closer. Ignoring its screeches of pain, I shot both of its legs, having it lay down lfat on its back before I jumped on top of it, discarding the nail-gun in order to infuse my fist with necrotic energy and start wailing on it.
WHAM
This is..
WHAM
This is actually.
WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM
Pretty damn fun!
I don't know how long I spent just beating the hell out of that curse, but I do know that I got out of my trance when I saw its face slowly turn to ash. I looked back and saw that the rest of its body was gone too, turning back to see its bruised and anguished face slowly become dust and float along with the wind along with his blood.
Man, maybe I need to get into a fight club or something, I had way too much fun beating that thing to death.
[1x Gold ticket: Beat your first cursed spirit (Semi-Grade 3)]
Grade 3? Are there stronger ones than this? What the hell even are curses anyway, are you gonna tell me?
[Stun Shock]
|Uncommon Ability|
Allows you to mess up someone's bioelectricity via touch, stunning or paralyzing them, with training you could do advanced manipulation of their bodies. The stronger an opponent is, the harder it is to affect them.
Oh wow, thanks for everything.
I guess I can't complain too hard, I mean, a ticket is a ticket and a superpower is a superpower. If I get 2 more of these things, then I'll be able to use Bullseye and Necrotic weapon at the same time and then I'll be able to do some real damage to these curse things if I find them again.
Speaking of Necrotic energy, I still can't shake the feeling of that other stuff in my chest. I felt it this morning and I feel it now too, I just don't know what I'm doing wrong… I got an idea!
I take out a pencil from my book-bag and quickly scribble an "awareness" rune on my arm, sitting down to meditate as well. Now although the rune isn't that good since I drew it a little hastily and it's pencil on skin, it's still helping a bunch, especially with the touch of necrotic energy I put into it.
So I looked inward, deeper than deep, darker than dark. It felt fruitless at first, but soon I was confronted with the feeling of two containers. One of them was one I already felt, my Necrotic energy. It was about 75% by my estimates and it felt like it had the same texture as crude oil, something thick and nauseous.
On the other hand, the other container was at about half, filled with some strange substance that I just couldn't figure out. Even though it looked cool, it felt so malevolent, like just being near it corrupted you.
I tried to open it, to release it but the more and more I tried the more and more angry I felt. This anger was unnatural too, nothing really makes me angry like this, annoyed at best, but truly angry like this? It was unnatural, but I still kept doing it. Soon, I felt like I was falling into despair.
Why didn't my parents want me?
Why can't I talk? I have so much to say, but I'm confined to this damn notepad by those stupid fucking matrons!
Why do I have to live in that poor ass orphanage and get my vocal cords damaged beyond repair when everyone else could just live a normal, regular fucking life!?
It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair It's not fair–
[1x Silver Random ticket: Unlock your cursed energy]
…Oh.
I didn't even realise it, but the second container was now open and it flowed all over my body. I…I don't know why I thought all of that, I didn't give a damn about not talking, I've dealt with it for 16 years now. Even though I'm not ecstatic in the orphanage, I'm not exactly crying. Whatever, just gimmie the roll.
[Cloranthy Ring]
|Uncommon Item|
Dark Souls - This ancient ring, engraved with a large green flower, is of unknown origin. Hastens the regeneration of stamina and recovery from exhaustion.
Well, I am feeling a little bit tuckered out. I slid on the ring after I got up, already feeling its effects in giving my stamina back as I lifted my arm up to take a sniff.
Yeeesh, I need to hit the showers.
I stretched a little bit, hearing the satisfying cracks of my arm and back as I looked up to the window and saw Junpei staring down at me.
…Junpei's staring at me!? What the hell's he doing on the third floor, he only has classes on the first and second and we don't even have the same lunch! The only things up there for him are the vending machines, but they're overpriced like a bitch and he's poor.
For a moment we both just stared at each other for a second before he walked away, leaving me alone, smelling like crap in a dirty gym… I probably need to explain this to him, huh?
I quickly walked out the gym, avoiding everyone and beelining to the indoor gym to quickly hit the showers, however, by the time I was finished drying off and back in my school clothes, lunch had already ended and I needed to head back to class.
The rest of the school day was a blur, seeming to go by in instants while I was too nervous to even think straight. I mean, how do you even tell your friend about this? How do you tell your friend about literally having magical powers that you used to beat down a curse with a nail-gun and his bare hands?
Soon the bell rang, signifying the end of the day as I quickly packed up all my stuff and went down to the first floor. I didn't know his exact class, but I don't usually see him before we get out, so he must be down here somewhere, right?
I walked past all of the classrooms, but he's nowhere near them at all. I almost gave up, walking to the front gate, thinking that I might as well wait until tomorrow morning to tell him, when in my peripheral vision I saw something fall.
Right on the side of the school building, I swear I saw something being thrown. I slowly walked over to investigate, picking the thing up and it beng…A tooth?
I look to my right, seeing about 4 guys surrounding a Junpei who's holding his gut while actively biting his lip to not scream. "Hey idiot, what the hell are you doing? I told you to get me a cola, this is Pepsi, dipshit." He said, throwing the can on Junpei's body.
"No you didn't, you said you wanted a–" Junpei tried to talk back but was quickly silenced by a kick to the stomach.
Alright, I'm not gonna watch this bullshit anymore.
I intentionally make myself known, walking in their line of sight with my hands in my pockets. "Hey, isn't that Junpei's friend?" The same guy asked, leaning down and grabbing his skull. "Tell your buddy to scram or we'll kick his ass too, okay?"
I know for a damn fact that he wasn't gonna let me go, but it seemed like Junpei didn't know that, seeing as he started to babble "J-jake, get outta here, please, I'm good!" Unfortunately for him, I was not gonna just leave him like this.
I take a single hand out my pocket, infusing it with Necrotic energy before slamming my fist into the wall. A spider-web crack formed as I kept a straight face, staring at all of them with the same look before putting my hands back into my pockets.
I truly didn't really wanna fight them. Not because I think I'd lose, but because I do not know how to regulate this crap anyway and I might end up seriously hurting them, which is something I wouldn't want even if they're dickheads.
Thankfully, the intimidation worked, everyone seeing that I could probably do the same thing to them as they 'cooly' walked away. "Tch, c-count your days, Junpei!" the ringleader said before walking away, leaving us alone.
[1x Silver Random ticket: Intimidate a group of people away without violence]
[Impulse]
|Uncommon Ability|
Allows you to quicken the electrical signals in your body, increasing your reflexes and speed proportionally. Overusing may cause nerve damage.
That was pretty cool. Ignoring it, I walked over to him, taking out a piece of notebook paper.
You okay?
"Yeah, I'm fine. The t-tooth is something new, but I'll be fine, promise."
So…About that stuff in the gym.
"The gym?" He asked confused before a look of recognition sparked in him. "Oh it's cool, man, I already know about curses and stuff. I just didn't know you were a sorcerer."
…What the fuck is a sorcerer?
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Love it, hate it? Tell me in the comments what you thought about it.
Seriously, do NOT watch The Boys. I won't spoil it out of basic decency, but Sage's plan is just so damn stupid and I don't need to see a dog fantasize about fucking Homelander!
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I've been seeing so much Mina and Ochako ass on my timeline, it's actually making me cry, Twitter artists are truly using over 120% of their potential, man.
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I didn't realize Junpei was so…Weird.
It's been about an hour since I had saved him from the bullies. He got up and actually invited me to meet his Mahito friend who was apparently also a curse. Oh yeah, apparently not all curses are bad?
On the way, he explained this whole sorcery stuff to me. Right now, the energy that isn't necrotic would be my cursed energy that I can use to enhance my body and other techniques, but Mahito hadn't shown those to Junpei yet. You need a certain amount of cursed energy to see curses, but most people could only see them in a life-or-death experience or they only have enough to see, and not fight.
Speaking of curses, they're also pretty damn weird. They're masses of cursed energy that's released from normal people, or non-sorcerers as Junpei liked to call them. These non-sorcerers leaked out cursed energy and made curses, unlike sorcerers who could channel and hide their cursed energy.
Complicated, I know, I personally just thought of it as a water balloon. Normal people had holes that always made their balloons leak, so they made special water spirits that only people with unharmed water balloons could fight.
"Alright, here we are!" Junpei said excitedly, spreading his arms open to the gate of a sewer.
Are you sure this is the right place? I wrote down, crinkling my nose at the horrible stench.
"Yeah, I know it smells, but Mahito really likes hanging down here, he even made it his base kinda." He responded, walking inside. "C'mon, I'll introduce you two!"
I pulled my shirt over my nose and followed Junpei inside. It was about as pleasant as walking into a sewer can be, with the horrid stink, the doo-doo water flowing throughout the pipes and the general dirtiness of the place really shining through.
However, besides all of that, I still feel something dangerous, something ominous. He said that cursed energy was literally negative emotion incarnate, I'm getting the feeling that neither of us were in Kansas anymore.
The unsettling feeling in my gut pooled more and more as we walked deeper into the sewers, my shirt long gone off of my face so I could be less distracted. I summoned my necrotic energy to my hands just in case something goes awry, which is almost a guarantee that will–
"..He…lp…M…e…"
I swivel my head over to the voice, seeing a blue wall instead of a human body. Looking up, I saw that it actually had a human face that was crying real tears. "Ple…ase…" I slowly walked up to it, wiping a tear off of its face.
Junpei, what the fuck is this? I wrote it down after tapping his shoulder. He looked back and concerningly didn't seem shocked at all, actually a little sheepish. "Him? I probably explained it to you earlier, but Mahito's cursed technique is that he can change whoever he touches. This guy was a convicted murderer until Mahito got him, serves him right I'll say." He said before continuing to walk.
I really don't know how to feel about this. Like, on one hand, y'know, he fucked up and deserved to go to jail, but on the other hand, being subjected to living an eternal life as a wall? Poor guy, maybe I can convince Mahito to just let him die instead of suffering like this.
Also, I've been thinking a bit and I don't think I want to reveal the chaos gacha to anyone. Junpei already told me about cursed techniques and how most sorcerers don't even have one, but with what I could do? It's like asking for trouble.
The gacha can somehow create matter out of nothing, if I wanted to I could bring out a high-tech bike at this moment. Hell, I already have a book with runic language that can make literally anything happen if you have the right words. Normal people are already greedy, can you imagine people who literally use their negative emotions to fight?
I gotta see if I can trust Mahito enough for me to say it to Junpei (because let's be real, Junpei couldn't hold a secret to save his entire bloodline) and have enough insurance to get out of a bad situation if I get hunted or something.
Breaking out of my thoughts, we soon get to the end of the sewers and see a strange sight. A strange person with stitches all across his body sitting in a chair, reading a book about philosophy. His shirt seemed to be a torn up long-sleeve along with his black pants and strange skin color.
He was pale in the same way white was pale, like a sickly person instead of a real human being, and judging by the sheer presence of this guy, I could almost definitely say that he's a curse.
[1x Bronze ticket: Meet your first special grade and have it be Mahito]
[Crazy Lure]
|Rare Trait|
Crazy, Mentally Unstable, or otherwise insane people find themselves more attracted to you, and it is easier to gain their affection and favour. It is also easier for you to reason with them.
Is this…Is this a sign, or something? And what the hell is a special grade, Junpei never said anything about grades!
Oblivious of my inner thoughts, Mahito turned his head to look at us, a smile on his strange face as he closed his book and walked over to us. "Yo Junpei, I never realised you had a friend at school, you'd just tell me how much you hate it."
"Mahitooo" Junpei whined. "I already told you about him, he's like my only friend in that damn place."
Soon enough, Mahito turned his attention to me, cocking an eyebrow up, but still putting his hand out for a handshake. "My name's Mahito, and you must be Jake."
I hesitantly raised a hand up to shake his, seeing how his neutrality quickly turned into an expression of genuine shock and surprise as soon as he touched my hand. "How…" He muttered under his lips, before schooling himself and calming down.
What the hell was that?
Moving on quickly, he turned his head to Junpei. "You told me he was mute, right? It's probably because his vocal cords are damaged so much." He said, pointing at my throat.
"Can you heal them?" Junpei asked.
"I mean, I couuullldddd…" Mahito drew out, going back to his chair and flopping down lazily on it. "But then, I wouldn't have enough cursed energy to turn someone into a sorcerer." He said, instantly capturing Junpei's attention.
He looked at me with stars in his eyes, yet also some reluctance. "Sorry man, but I've been waiting on this for too long now! Can you wait until tomorrow or something?" He asked expectantly.
It's cool, bro. I lived 16 years without speaking, I can go another day I wrote it down with a hand out for a fist-bump. He bumped me and walked over to Mahito, closing his eyes and clenching every part of his body in preparation for–
"Okay, it's done."
…What?
Junpei must've shared the same sentiment as me, slowly opening his eyes to see Mahito just patting his shoulder before leaning on his chair. "R-reall? I don't feel anything different, though."
"Everyone needs to start somewhere, right? If you really focus on it, you'll probably be able to summon your cursed technique. You'll also probably have a better sensitivity to cursed energy, given that you couldn't even sense it before." He said lazily, flipping a page in his book before looking up to the ceiling.
"Ah, it's getting dark, isn't it? Darn fall season, am I right?" He asked rhetorically, getting up and walking towards me. "I'll walk Junpei home, but why don't you tell me where you live, huh? Maybe I can swing by after your school tomorrow and heal you up."
Now even though Mahito has been nothing but nice, I'm not gonna lie, I still don't trust him at all. He is literally part of a race called CURSED SPIRITS that gain their powers through NEGATIVE ENERGY and are the embodiments of negativity. Maybe he's just the exception, but he's gonna have to prove that to me ten fold before I trust him with a bacon egg and cheese sandwich alone.
Sorry, but I don't feel comfortable telling people I just met my address. I'll come here tomorrow, is that okay with you?
"Ah, don't worry about it, I wouldn't tell random people my address too if I had one." He said, patting me on the shoulder where his hand lingered for an uncomfortably long amount of time before grabbing Junpei and slinging him over his shoulder. "Alright then, bbbyyyeee!"
I could only hear an anguished "Why do you always do thiisssss!" down the sewers before it eventually faded out, both of them leaving me alone.
[1x Gold ticket: Survive an encounter with Mahito as an ungraded sorcerer]
[Taekwondo]
|Rare Skill|
You are an apprentice in Taekwondo, a dynamic Korean martial art specializing in speed, agility, and powerful kicking techniques. It combines high, spinning, and jumping kicks with fast footwork and precise strikes to deliver devastating blows. With sufficient mastery, you can enhance your strikes with your internal energy
Huh, that's a good skill–
HOLY SHIT MY BRAIN'S GONNA EXPLODE, AHHHHHHH
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"+4, +4, Uno, +4, uno and out!" Mahito said, slamming a card on the table.
"You little goddamn prick!" A curse said, an old voice coming from a volcanic cyclops curse.
After Mahito had dropped Junpei off, he decided to meet with his allies for a little before-victory party in a game of uno. He had planned on making Junpei entirely dependent on him, only to frame a classmate for putting a Sukuna finger in his house and killing his mother with a curse. After that, he'll probably go on a rampage and he'll sneak him and make him into some platypus or whatever.
Right now, however, he was in between plans. He knew Junpei yapped about someone a lot, but he mainly only tuned into his dark thoughts and kept trying to amplify that. But, this new friend that he has is no doubt…Weird.
For starters, his technique, Idle Transfiguration could barely work on him. Idle Transfiguration twists the soul, making the body follow whatever shape he puts the soul in, yet this random kid who he could tell couldn't even feel his own soul was somehow surprisingly resistant to his technique.
Even though he could change his soul with time, it'd take like 10 minutes to even change a finger, let alone a body in a second like he could do with Junpei. So, naturally he got curious and right before coming back to his hideout with his gang of curses, he decided to drop by the school and dig through the records.
He found Jake's address and decided to kill 2 humans with one touch and break them both.
"Must you two always yell in these games?" A man asked, tired, yet amused. He was dressed as a traditional Japanese monk with a dark robe alongside his long hair tied up with stitches on his forehead while holding his hand of cards.
"Kenjaku's right, Jogo, you always get so heated during these games." A muscular curse with roots for eyes and a covered up right arm said.
"It's not my fault Hanami, that little bastard is cheating, I tell you!" He yelled, pointing at Mahito while his volcano head bubbled over, causing Kenjaku to pick up a red squid-curse and get him to spray water on top of Jogo's head, cooling the room down.
"I don't think he's cheating, you just suck." A monotone voice said. It was a young man with tired eyes and a black line over the bridge of his nose dressed in a loose purple kimono top along with very baggy pants.
"Choso's got it on the money, you just suck, dude." Mahito taunted, lying on the floor with a satisfied smile.
"Hm? What has you so happy, Mahito?" Kenjaku asked, scooting slightly away from Jogo's increasing anger.
"Oh nothing, just a little play-thing I got right now, but I'm planning on getting rid of him soon, but I've found someone interesting...
My natural enemy."
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THE END
So, how'd you like it? This chapter was just exposition, to be honest, but I feel like it was a good decision to make Jake one of Mahito's natural counters alongside Yuji.
Speaking of him, did I get Mahito right? I know he's a sadistic little fuck, but I want him to get him right enough.
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Hey guys!
I need to start a debate: Who's badder as a genderswap, Gojo or Sukuna?
For all my gay guys and straight women out there, male Maki or male Nobara?
Alright, enjoy the show!
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A wise man once said: Plan B implies we have 26.
Ever since meeting Mahito yesterday, I didn't trust him one bit. I don't even think it was a good idea to leave him with Junpei again, but judging by his cursed technique, I don't think there was jack I could do about it…Well that and the fact that I got a whole ticket for surviving him! I also got another for this:
[1x Silver Ability ticket: Have Mahito be interested in you]
[Lube Dispension]
|Common Ability|
Allows you to dispense water-based lube safe for personal use from your body, either making your body slick at will, releasing it from any point in your body like a dispenser or shooting it out like a low-power hose.
[Congratulations on 5 abilities! You now have two ability slots to use]
…I'm gonna ignore that and slot in bullseye.
So yeah, I planned. If I was wrong about Mahito, then I could just leave it alone and hang out with maybe the only chill curse, however, if I'm right then I think I would need all the help I could get. I didn't exactly know what special grade meant, but judging by his strength and the fact that the curse I killed at school was only a semi-grade 3, I think I can count on Mahito being much stronger than that one.
Unfortunately, I could only gather my thoughts on the matter after spending 5 minutes on the ground having a mini-seizure from learning Taekwondo in milliseconds. It's weird, y'know? Having all of this information crammed into your brain without the muscle memory or the physique you need for it.
Despite that, I'm grateful since it's just a little more insurance against any curses I could encounter on the streets. So after I got up and gathered my thoughts, I decided to swing by my local Val-mart and get a plain white long-sleeved shirt and pants along with a paint kit and tape so I could make a sort of uniform.
The idea was to spend the night painting runes onto the shirt and pants that could help with my durability so I won't get killed in one-shot, and enhancing a weapon I had.
When I first got back to the orphanage, I actually hung out with Kyle for a bit. He liked drawing, and not to toot my own horn, but I would say I'm a pretty good artist. I'm no Da Vinci or whatever his name is, but I could draw pretty well. I even made a little caricature of him and me hanging out outside. We did go outside soon, as he got bored of drawing and we just dicked around for the rest of the day.
But, come nightfall, that's when I really got to work. I took out the borrowed nailgun that I had apparently made a "cursed tool" and decided to do a little experiment on it. I had an idea: what if I just sink this thing in my necrotic and cursed energies?
I made this thing a pseudo cursed tool by drawing runes on it that presumably took my cursed energy, so what if I just constantly bathed the thing in my necrotic and cursed energy? So that's what I did, taping it to my leg and attempting to channel my cursed energy to my knee along with my necrotic energy.
Pushing and using the cursed energy was hard compared to my necrotic energy. It was sluggish and moved like molasses and it damn well even felt like it didn't want to listen to me at all. However, it was good practice for me while I focused on drawing runes onto my clothes.
On the shirt, I decided to try something while I was drawing. Taking away from my leg, I pulled both energies to my arm while I wrote the rune of durability and protection on the shirt. I felt a major pull, about 30% of my reserves on both energies were drained, but the shirt was almost palpable in its energy and protection. I was damn sure even normal people could tell that it wasn't something to be fucked with.
It wasn't all sunshine and rainbows, however, as the brush that I was holding literally rotted in full time. The wood was like a dried up husk and I threw it out the window before I had the chance to breathe in any more of that shitty ass smell. I guess normal objects can't handle being flooded with all of that energy.
I quickly grabbed another brush, doing the same thing with the pants on the right leg and throwing out the brush when it dried up as well when I was suddenly hit in the face with a notification.
[1x Gold Trait ticket: Make a cursed object]
[1x
What the hell is a cursed object? I assume it's the same as a cursed tool, but why isn't it a pseudo cursed object like the nailgun?
[Child of Artemis]
|Elite Trait|
You are a child blessed by Artemis, the goddess of the hunt. Your proficiency and talent with all ranged weapons are greatly increased. In addition, your tracking and wayfinding abilities are enhanced to a supernatural level, allowing you to easily track prey across a country and not get lost in even the deepest of woods.
I honestly flinched, waiting for some kind of pain or weird sensation from the gacha, but I just felt nothing…What's going on?
[The gacha has seen your pain and will wait to give you traits or skills that will heavily affect your mind or body until you are unconscious to process the information or reshape your body.]
Huh, that's…Pretty cool of you, gacha. Thanks, man!
I didn't get an answer from the gacha but I was just happy I didn't have to experience getting my cranium split open like a watermelon. I guess I'll go to sleep, I mean, I'm pretty damn tired after burning all of my energy out on making some crappy looking pants and shirt.
I left the pants and shirt on my dresser to let the paint dry, while I debated on whether or not I should untie the nailgun from my leg. One one hand, it's pretty good training to try and keep funneling energy into it all night, but on the other hand it could very well just dry up and make my room smell like unfettered ASS and I don't even know if I could channel my energies into it while I sleep.
In the end, I decided to just set my alarm back an hour and keep it on my leg. If it turns into metal poop, I could throw it out and let the room air out before any of the matrons got on my case about it while training as much as I could.
So I got as snug as a bug in a rug and–
***7 HOURS LATER***
BEEP BEEP BEEP
What the hell? I didn't even finish thinking!
I was about to try and look at the alarm to see if I had set it wrong, but the morning sun from my window instantly proved me wrong. If I could I would mutter damnit to myself, but I just sigh and get up, checking on the nailgun.
I could tell it was definitely stronger than before, but it was…Incomplete for lack of better words. I didn't know how, but I could just tell that it wasn't as strong as it could be.
Speaking of strong, I felt as if I was a new man entirely. I wasn't exactly stronger, per se, but I felt like I was more capable of throwing stuff just like the gacha had said I was. I went up to my window, opening it up to see a bird in a tree in its nest a few feet away. To test out my new trait, I walked over and grabbed a pencil from my backpack and decided to chuck it at the bird.
Surprisingly enough, I felt like I was throwing stuff like pencils my whole life. I know how and where to grip it, how much force to use, where exactly I wanted to aim it. I've only seen clips of it, but it's like that Fallout game overseas where you have a bullet-time feature built in to your wasteland suit.
Anyway, I threw the pencil at it, the eraser hitting its stomach, something that he chirped at me indignantly for, but I Knew it didn't hurt. I wasn't using any energy at all, nor was I even really trying to throw it, it was a casual swat at best. Old Chirpy over here needs to stop being so dramatic, I'll tell you what.
I stop trolling the bird, closing my window and donning my new uniform. It wasn't anything special at all, I'd even considered it to look kinda trash, but I could feel that it was protecting me at all times. I wasn't gonna do anything crazy or stupid like stab myself, but I guess I'll find out whenever I fight another curse.
Y'know what? Speaking of curses, yesterday Junpei had told me that tiny curses, like the ones on the street or the one that was on Kyle's head yesterday were called Flyheads and were so weak that all they do is make someone slightly negative and die by a swat from a regular sorcerer.
Now that my energy is back, I see no reason why I shouldn't try and make an item that wards away curses. Maybe I'll call it a blessed tool since it takes away curses? I dunno.
I'll think about it later though, cuz I got a plan for today… I'm going curse hunting!
After school, I'll hit the town, talk (or write I guess) to the fine older women downtown and hopefully cure them in exchange for some favors in my bedroom.
…Okay, I know it was unrealistic, but let a man dream, would you? Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his own brow? To the wonderful feeling of a big booty in your grasp and huge tits jiggling in your face?
Getting away from my horny thoughts for a minute, I think I could start a business with this, though other sorcerers might crack down on me for doing it and not everyone who'll visit me will have a curse as well.
Okay, maybe not a good idea.
I take myself out of my thoughts, deciding to go to school early just because I could. Thankfully we have no uniform, so I just walk in as the guy with absolutely 0 fashion sense and not a troublemaker delinquent.
Eventually school starts, but Junpei is nowhere to be found. I hope he's okay, maybe he got sick or something? I'll give Mahito the benefit of the doubt, but if he's not here tomorrow, I'm going in that sewer and breaking his fucking face in, I'll tell you what.
The classes come and go and I honestly didn't even care. The whole time, I was just daydreaming out the window, thinking about beating the snot out of some curses later on, when faster than I even knew it, the bell rang.
Like a tree, I branched out of class and into the chilly fall day without a care in the world. Initially, I thought about just going up and beating the crap out of them, but thanks to my new ability slot with bullseye working with my necrotic and cursed energy along with my child of Artemis trait, I think that I could just one-shot them by sniping.
We apparently have a mandatory assembly at around 6 pm, so I got about 2 hours to kill before that buzzkill. I wandered over to the bad parts of the town, the slums where everyone was poor. Truthfully, I probably can't be saying that since that orphanage is about 4 yen away from going under, but that ain't' the point right now.
Right now, the point is the curse in front of me. Unlike yesterday, since my cursed energy is fully realized, the orange curse is completely visible with 4 arms and 3 faces with 9 mouths. Why is Mahito the only exception to the butt-ugly curse rule? Like goddamn, I can see why they're so negative all the time, they look like literal shit!
I shake my head and get out of my thoughts, readying my nail-gun. Right now, it's just roaming the streets and since this part of the slums is basically abandoned, there's nobody really here to see what I'm doing. Thankfully it hasn't spotted me yet, so I'm free to use my necrotic energy and activate Bullseye at the same time.
Targets appear on its back and I chose the one nearest to his head, on the base of its 4th neck and fired at will. I only let off one shot, but it was apparently all I needed, as it basically exploded just from that. I was in a little bit of shock, but the blood soon dried up and I was just standing there like a dumbass.
Alright, let the hunt begin!
***1 HOUR AND 45 MINUTES LATER***
[1x Silver Random ticket: Kill 10 curses]
Okay, there was barely any hunting! Seriously, I thought there were swarms of these things, but after an hour and a half, I only barely killed 10 and that's including the one that I just killed earlier.
[Meet Cute]
|Uncommon Trait|
As you go about your daily life, you are much more likely to encounter romantic interests in favourable positions.
The roll is okay, I guess.
Anyway, I guess it's time to head back. I seriously wonder what this damn thing is about, anyway.
I walked back to school pretty slowly, considering that I managed to get in there 5 minutes later than I was supposed to, however, something felt off. There was a chill in the air, a shape in the shadows, something is going wrong and I just don't know what it is yet.
I walk deeper into the school, going into the gym and seeing…Is that Junpei? He's wearing a dark trench coat with his hair covering one of his eyes, standing on the podium. There were bodies of countless students on the floor, while a blue jellyfish near him held up another by his neck. "I said, to tell the truth. Did you put that finger in my house?" He said, his tone grim and battered.
Now that I look at it, that's one of the guys that bullied Junpei yesterday. "N-no, I don't know what you're t-t-talking about…" He choked out, barely making words before Junpei's face turned furious. The jellyfish stuck a stinger into his chest, causing him to go limp as he was unceremoniously dropped to the floor.
Soon enough, Junpei craned his neck over to me, his eyes reflecting grief, hate, sorrow, and wrath all at the same time. "How could I forget? It was you, wasn't it, Yesseti?
You planted that finger in my house!"
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THE END
Y'know how I said there was a harem? I think I narrowed down the roster to Yuki, Utahime, Mai, and Momo. It's up to change if you guys can think of a good storyline and character arc for them (Or just show me hot enough art of them) but until then….
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Last night, I deadass just had an epiphany about Marvel Rivals and deleted that shit, I just wasn't having fun anymore. I picked up Cuphead and played it until I beat everyone (I played Cuphead before) and decided that I'd just play through all my Persona games. I'm gonna go from 3 to 4 golden to my favorite, Persona 5 Royal.
Anyway, enjoy the show!
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I didn't really wanna fight Junpei.
It's times like these where I really wish I could speak to clear something up, cuz right now I have no idea what the hell he's talking about. What finger is he talking about, why is he crashing out over that, and why the hell is he at the school doing shit with that jellyfish?
Did he kill everyone?
No, that's ridiculous, Junpei would never do something like that.
…Right?
I quickly jumped back, not trying to get stung by that jellyfish who cracked the flor I was standing on while Junpei slowly walked towards me. I couldn't use cursed energy well enough yet to cover myself, so my necrotic energy will just have to do the trick for now.
I could only assume that that jellyfish is under Junpei's control, maybe that's what Mahito awakened inside of him when he made Junpei a sorcerer?
I couldn't gather my thoughts, continuing to dodge the jellyfish's stings while Junpei kept walking towards me and attempting to grill me. "The moment I become a sorcerer, the moment I find out you're a sorcerer as well, I just so happen to find one of Sukuna's fingers in my house! What the hell is wrong with you!?"
What the hell is a Sukuna finger!?
Damnit, I really fucking wish I could talk right now! I turn back and run away, going into the school. The plan was mainly to bait Junpei into a classroom and use the chalk to try and talk to him after I restrained him in something. Hopefully, we can just talk this out and maybe he can come to the orphanage or something.
I quickly ran up the stairs to the fourth floor before I ducked down, dodging a sting coming from behind and aiming for the back of my head before dipping inside of a nearby janitor's closet. I quickly grabbed a mop and enhanced it with my necrotic energy, only to barely have enough time to dodge the door being kicked in by Junpei himself.
My first thought was to smack him over the head with the mop, but I immediately changed targets to his jellyfish, hitting it as hard as I could with the broom. However, it barely did anything, only causing the thing to jiggle a bit while turning it green before it slammed into me.
I was knocked down the hallway, only being able to skid on the floor to stop my momentum. Thankfully, the jellyfish had only hit my shirt and not anything exposed, so whatever it did to those other kids didn't happen to me.
I swiveled my head to the left and right, unfortunately we were in an area of the building that only had lockers, but I had an idea. I grabbed a locker to my right, crumpling the metal of the door and tearing it off before tearing it in half. After that, I individually crumpled the metal around each of my hands to completely cover them up to avoid the stingers.
I began to run at the jellyfish, but instead of punching it, I jumped over it, using it as a springboard to tackle Junpei to the floor. "Let me go, Godamnit, let me go!" He yelled, struggling in my grasp much more than I thought. Did becoming a sorcerer make you stronger or something?
My thoughts were irrelevant, however, as the other part of my plan had come: The jellyfish. I quickly let go of Junpei, throwing him to the side while covering my chest and letting the jellyfish slam into me, knocking me through the floor.
Shit, that hurt like hell! Thugging through the pain, I quickly got up and ran towards my destination: the arts and crafts room. I used to be in this club, but I quit after a week because this girl, Julia, just kept yapping about how her boyfriend, Andrew, had this evil yandere sister, Ashley.
Ignoring the past, I quickly made up an ambush for Junpei. took the metal gloves off, wrote on the board with some chalk, before grabbing the rope out of the closet, putting it in my mouth, jumping up and attempting something. I focused my necrotic energy into my finger-tips and used it to climb up the wall above the door.
I waited for a bit, hearing Junpei drop down and systematically kick in the doors of every other classroom before finally coming in here. I immediately dropped down above him, putting him inside of a chokehold while pointing his face towards the board for him to read my demands.
Call off your creature and you won't die.
Of course, I wasn't actually gonna kill Junpei. If he didn't call off his jellyfish thing, I'd just choke him into unconsciousness and wait until he wakes up to try and reason with him. Thankfully, I didn't need to do that astray as he might, he couldn't break out of my hold and called off the jellyfish at the last minute, causing me to let him go.
Before he could catch his breath, I quickly tied him up to a chair in the class and went up to the chalkboard to try and write something. I had enhanced the ropes with my necrotic energy, but I didn't know how long it would last against him.
Please stop, I didn't do anything, Junpei!
"You fucking liar!" He yelled, struggling against his bonds. "I thought we were friends,you bastard, why the fuck did you kill my mother? You're just like the rest of those bullies, you're just fucking like them!"
Junpei, I told you I was a new sorcerer yesterday
Although he was still angry, I could see his struggles had diminished greatly which was lucky for me since it seemed like the necrotic energy had been running low. "You still could've planted the finger before I went home yesterday." He said, but I don't even think he believes what he said.
I wasn't an idiot, I knew that grief made people do stupid things. I may not have one, but the thought of losing someone like Kyle in a night would make me angry as all hell and dumb as all hell. That's why I'm not blaming Junpei for this too much, all goes well he walks out of here free since who's gonna admit that an emo guy with a magic jellyfish knocked them out.
At least I hope he knocked them out.
I'm sorry for your mother, Junpei, really, but I didn't put that finger in your house and I'm pretty sure nobody in this school did as well.
Just after seeing my words, his struggles soon stopped even though the ropes just came off. He put his hands in his head and silently began to just cry. "She's gone, Jake, I just can't believe she's gone…" He said, stopping all forms of fighting.
I walked over to him and kneeled down, giving him a shoulder to cry on while he's still going.
[1x Golden Trait ticket: Win against a semi-grade 2 Curse User without hitting him]
[1x Bronze Random ticket: Help a teenager grieve]
Not exactly a good time right now! Whatever, just roll the damn things.
[Warrior of Sunlight]
|Elite Trait|
Dark Souls - You are a Warrior of Sunlight, a Warrior that praises the sun and devotes their faith in it, receiving powers in return. As a Warrior of Sunlight, you possess increased vitality. In addition, all Lightning and Fire-based abilities are slightly more potent and carry traces of sunlight within them, further increasing their potency against Undead and Dragons. Beings aligned with the Sun and Light may favor you more.
[Shadow Dart]
|Common Ability|
Allows you to conjure and launch shadow darts made from energy that make no sound.
They're not bad, but seriously shut that shit up! It's a serious goddamn moment for fucks sake.
Ignoring the gacha, I go back to comforting Junpei, letting him cry his eyes out. "I can…I can ask Mahito to help me find whoever did it and ask them, maybe? I don't know if he's some kind of tracker-curse, but maybe he'll–"
"Maybe I'll what?"
Both of us got up, quickly turning to the figure in the doorway where we laid our eyes upon Mahito just casually smoking a cigarette. "Geez, you humans like the weirdest things, this blows. Anyway, what're those guys doing down there, you kill them?" He asked, stomping out the cigarette and walking towards us
"N-no, not at all! Moon Dregs only paralyzes people." He says, walking over to Mahito while looking down. "Look, I…I don't think I wanna do this anymore. It's clear that nobody here aside from Jake is a sorcerer, but he wouldn't know about the Sukuna finger. D'you think you know how else could–"
He would've kept on talking, but Mahito interrupted him with a simple hand on his shoulder. "Man, Junpei, for a smart kid…You're really damn dumb." And with a wide smile on his face, his free arm turned into a bulging mass, pinning me against the wall.
"Mahito, what're you doing, I just said that Jake wasn't the one who did it, he's not a bad person!" He yelled, only for Mahito to force him to face me.
"Bad people? Is that who you thought those souls were?" He asked, while I struggled on the wall, but even my necrotic energy was sluggish for some reason. Shit, the poison must've just made it through after the shirt absorbed the worst of it!
"Truth is, every soul that I showed you were just random people. That serial killer? He was just a random office worker. I tested how big I could transfigure someone to be, and he turned out to be as big as the sewer! That child molester? She was just a sweet mother getting home from the grocery store that I transfigured to be as itty bitty as I could." He rambled on, putting his face close to Junpei's ear.
"For someone who calls others foolish, you were the fool all this time Junpei." And with that, I managed to break out of Mahito's hold, punching the hand off while reaching out for Junpei…But it was too late.
The person I called friend for a year, one of my only friends at all, turned into a monster in a matter of seconds. "Oookaaaay, round two guys" Mahito said joyously, as Junpei charged at me. I wanted to scream at him, to shout to snap out of it, but I could only barely dodge a punch and manage to block his other hand.
Gacha, do something, for the love of God! Put another one of those curses on me or something, just give me an ability to heal him! I can't stand to see him like this, so just fucking do some–
"Help…"
Huh?
Unceremoniously, Junpei fell on the ground, his eyes looking up at me with tears as he gripped onto my shirt.
"Help…Me…Please."
And with that, Junpei fell completely limp.
"PFFFFTTT"
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"AHAHAHAHAHAHAH, Oh my God, that was just gold, I say, just gold!"
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"I mean, I know I made him to die, but I didn't expect for it to be that fast!"
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"Well, what can I say, weak in life, weak in death huh? Anyway–"
I'll kill him
My fist plunged into his face, full with as much necrotic energy as I could muster. He flew out the room, cracking the wall behind him as he cracked his neck. "Cute punch, but unless you can hit the soul, it's all gonna be useless-" Right in the middle of his sentence, his face began to slack, half of his face beginning to droop like a person with a stroke.
I didn't care though, I wanted to make him suffer.
***POV SWITCH***
What is this?' Mahito thought in the scant few seconds that he was punched. 'This weird energy just isn't healing. Normally, I could heal any damage instantly by forcing my body to follow my soul with my technique, but my body keeps taking damage!' He thought, reverting his face to normal and maintaining it with more effort than usual before Jake was upon him.
He opened with a punch to Mahito's throat, something that Mahito easily caught with a hand transfigured into barbed wire. However, his hands weren't exempt from Jake's rot as well, causing it to begin to melt a bit before he managed to heal it again.
Jake had already caught an opening, however, fighting through the pain of his cut up hand and beginning to lay into Mahito. His brutal strength along with his technique in taekwondo made him like a machine for murder, each strike to the gut was designed to cause the most pain, every punch to the ribs made to crack, each strike made for suffering.
He landed a right hook on his face, before stepping back and landing one final roundhouse kick to Mahito's face, causing him to be launched down the hallway. Jake followed, not letting up for a single moment, however, Mahito had enough, transfiguring his hand into being huge again and punching Jake out of the window.
On the way down, the only opinion Jake had was to attempt and protect his vitals from the fall. Although he didn't know how to roll to absorb the impact, he curled up into a tight ball and pushed as much of his necrotic energy into his whole body as possible. He fell to the ground with a sickening thud, a rib was surely cracked, yet he couldn't care less.
As soon as he got up, he was immediately on the go again, seeing Mahito jump down the window as well. 'Shit, usually transfiguring my body is easy, but having to continue to keep it in shape is costing me my power.' He thought, as Jake ran at him. He quickly transfigured his arm into a long blade and stabbed it into Jake.
It missed any vital areas, but it still managed to ram itself in his guts. However, Mahito underestimated just how committed Jake was to killing him, Jake actually beginning to walk through the blade until he reached Mahito and wailing on his face.
Blood dripped down from his nose and mouth from each strike, some even getting on Jake's face, but he didn't care at all. Soon though, instead of punching him, Jake actually held Mahito's face in place and leaned to take a chunk out of his neck like an animal finding fresh prey after starving.
Mahito could no longer keep his hand into the shape of a blade, returning to normal as Jake gave him another right hook in his face, knocking him to the ground. 'Am I…About to die?' The curse thought, staring up at his opponent. 'What fresh inspiration!'
'What did Jogo say again? Something about a domain?'
'Yeah…I think I can do it now!'
In a mere moment, Mahito transfigured two hands in his mouth while on the ground, making the signs of Nyorai-In and Kujaku Myoo-In.
'DOMAIN EXPANSION: SELF-EMBODIMENT OF PERFECTION!'
It was shoddy, a second-rate domain at best, but it still trapped Jake and gave Mahito a massive advantage. Hands formed around the inside of the barrier, thousands of them surrounded the both of them as Mahito let out a wide grin.
Inside of his domain he could apply Idle Transfiguration onto anything as much as he could. He immediately healed his body into perfect condition, and he secondly focused in on Jake who was looking around confused, not knowing he was quite literally in the palm of Mahito's hand.
Mahito, however, got distracted. He immediately honed in on Jake's soul, attempting to change it in any way possible and focusing all of his attention on it. Thanks to the domain boosting his technique, he would've been able to transfigure his soul in mere seconds, but, due to focusing all of his senses on his soul…
He couldn't notice the feral beast with his jaws right on his head.
In a moment, Jake struck the back of Mahito's head as hard as he could, knocking him down and dealing massive damage to him. Due to Mahito's inexperience, he couldn't keep his domain up through the damage, causing it to collapse into simple black shards that floated away in the wind.
'Shit!' He yelled in his mind, his eyes and mouth leaking blood like a faucet. For a moment, he thought he was about to really die, no more tricks available to him, but luck unfortunately smiled on him. In the distance, he saw a pink-haired boy and a blonde man in a suit that he fought a day or two earlier making their way to the both of them.
"Yes, backup." He 'whispered' just loud enough for Jake to hear. He swiveled his head around and looked back and analyzed the two for a few seconds before deciding they weren't enough threats to stop his beating on Mahito.
However, Mahito had already exploited his distraction enough for him to wrestle enough control over his technique for him to flee down a sewer drain. Jake barely caught a tuft of his hair before he fully went down the drain, fully intending to go down there as well, but he collapsed on the ground instead.
His necrotic energy was basically empty, simply running on fumes after he fell from the third floor. He fell onto the ground, catching his breath before black spots started to enter his vision. 'NO!' He thought, making his body move just a bit more. 'I'm gonna kill him, I swear, I'm gonna fucking kill him!'
But, no matter how much he willed it to, his body couldn't take it anymore and fell unconscious, the gacha being his final sight.
[1x Platinum Random Ticket: Win an encounter with Mahito while not being able to deal soul damage]
[1x Platinum Trait ticket: Survive Mahito's domain]
[Hamon]
|Elite Trait|
JoJo- You possess a unique physique and affinity, allowing you to instinctively use and master the Hamon breathing technique to utilise the force of Life Magnetism and harness the power of sunlight through your breathing. Practising Hamon for extended periods of time can grant a superhuman physique, vitality, longevity and a bunch of other effects. You can also grant others Hamon Breathing by punching their diaphragms.
[Polymath]
|Elite Trait|
You are a polymath, a once-in-a-generation talent in all areas. You improve in all areas of expertise with speed that vastly outstrips the average person.
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Mahito let out a sigh of relief, finding peace in a piece of the sewer system. He maintained his face's shape while having a light smile on his face. 'Jake Yesseti, huh?
You truly are my natural enemy.'
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THE END
Yo, those traits at the end were fucking insane, lol.
Also, whoever can guess why Yuji and Nanami were late gets a cookie.
Also also, I really liked writing Jake in his fight against Mahito. I wanted to make him feel like a real animal, not even giving him internal thoughts until the end.
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