Rain began to fall over the ruined training grounds outside Tokyo Jujutsu High.
The sky felt unnatural.
Heavy.
Distorted.
At the center of the open battlefield stood—
Toji Fushiguro.
Hands in pockets.
Expression calm.
He had walked directly into it.
Exactly as they predicted.
From the shadows around him—
Five presences stepped forward.
Yuta Okkotsu.
Kinji Hakari.
Choso.
A high-grade barrier master.
And one elite special-grade instructor.
No hesitation.
No speeches.
Yuta raised his hand.
"Now."
The Collapse of Space
The world fractured.
One Domain expanded—
A second layered over it—
A third twisted gravity—
A fourth locked external escape—
A fifth sealed internal movement.
Five different Domain Expansions activated at the same time.
The sky shattered into kaleidoscopic patterns.
The ground melted into symbolic ritual lines.
Air itself became hostile.
Guaranteed-hit techniques flooded toward Toji from every direction.
Blood spears from Choso.
Probability chains from Hakari.
Spatial distortion from the barrier master.
Cursed blade constructs from Yuta.
And layered binding laws over everything.
The mass Domain trap had begun.
The Impossible Situation
Even without cursed energy—
Toji felt it.
The weight.
The inevitability.
Domains guaranteed hits.
They rewrote rules.
No blind spots.
No safe angles.
Attacks descended simultaneously—
Front.
Back.
Above.
Below.
Toji dodged the first wave—
Cut through the second—
But the third adjusted instantly.
The battlefield became pure execution space.
Yuta's voice echoed from everywhere.
"You can't retreat this time."
Pressure Beyond Instinct
Toji's coat tore.
Blood sprayed across distorted air.
A gravity spike slammed him to one knee.
Hakari's probability shift forced his footing to slip unnaturally.
Choso's blood blades pierced through his side.
Even Toji's reflexes were reaching limits.
Five Domains meant five rule systems.
And they were overlapping chaotically.
For the first time—
Toji couldn't calculate everything.
His breathing grew heavier.
The trap was working.
The Edge of Revelation
Yuta appeared directly in front of him inside the Domain layer.
Blade raised.
"This ends here."
Toji looked up slowly.
Blood dripping from his chin.
Rain frozen mid-air inside spatial distortion.
And then—
He smiled.
Not desperate.
Not cornered.
Amused.
"So this is your answer."
He reached inside his coat.
Not for a normal weapon.
For the thin black blade wrapped in cloth.
The air around it began to tremble.
Not with cursed energy—
But with absence.
Complete absence.
The overlapping Domains flickered slightly.
Just slightly.
Yuta's eyes widened.
"What is that—?"
Toji stood fully upright.
Even inside five guaranteed-hit spaces.
And whispered calmly—
"Time to show you something interesting."
The battlefield began to crack.
From the inside.
And every sorcerer felt it at once—
Something was about to break.
Not Toji.
But the Domains themselves.