The sky above Tokyo had turned dark gray.
Clouds slowly spiraled over the ruined city as if the world itself was preparing for war.
Wind carried dust through empty streets.
Broken buildings stood like silent witnesses.
The final battlefield was forming.
The King Waits
On the highest point of a shattered skyscraper stood Ryomen Sukuna.
Arms crossed.
Four eyes scanning the horizon.
He could already feel them approaching.
Two presences moving through the city.
One overwhelming.
One invisible.
Sukuna smiled.
"So they really came together."
His excitement was genuine.
Because this was the fight he had been waiting for.
The Approaching Storm
Several kilometers away—
Walking through the ruins of downtown—
Were Satoru Gojo and Toji Fushiguro.
Neither of them spoke.
The tension between them wasn't hostility.
It was anticipation.
Both men knew the fight ahead would decide everything.
Gojo finally broke the silence.
"You're still injured."
Toji shrugged slightly.
"Doesn't matter."
Gojo glanced at him.
"That's a terrible strategy."
Toji's reply was simple.
"I only need one opening."
Two Completely Different Fighters
Gojo looked ahead toward Sukuna's cursed energy.
"You know…"
"Normally I'd fight him alone."
Toji didn't react.
Gojo continued.
"But Sukuna isn't normal."
His Six Eyes analyzed the distant cursed energy storm.
"That guy is basically a walking disaster."
Toji answered calmly.
"Good."
"Then he deserves two disasters."
Gojo laughed quietly.
"I like that logic."
The City Reacts
As the three monsters moved closer to each other—
The environment itself began reacting.
Glass shattered across empty buildings.
Cursed spirits fled the area instinctively.
Even the air felt heavier.
The city was about to witness a battle between the strongest beings alive.
And nothing in the world could stop it.
Sukuna's Excitement
Back on the skyscraper—
Sukuna stretched his arms slowly.
His cursed energy began leaking into the air like flames.
Buildings beneath him cracked from the pressure alone.
"They're getting closer."
He could feel Gojo's limitless energy clearly now.
Bright.
Blinding.
And beside it—
Something even stranger.
Nothing.
Toji's complete absence of cursed energy created a terrifying gap in Sukuna's perception.
Sukuna grinned.
"That man still feels like a ghost."
The Distance Shrinks
Gojo and Toji stepped onto the main avenue leading into the destroyed city center.
At the end of the road—
Far above them—
Sukuna stood watching.
Three figures now within sight of each other.
The wind stopped.
Even the clouds seemed to pause.
Gojo adjusted his blindfold.
"Well…"
"Toji, looks like the show is starting."
Toji rolled his shoulder slightly.
"Good."
The Final Words Before War
Sukuna's voice echoed down from the skyscraper.
"Welcome."
His grin was wide.
"I was wondering how long you two would take."
Gojo placed his hands in his pockets.
"Sorry for the wait."
Toji said nothing.
His eyes remained locked on Sukuna.
Sukuna laughed loudly.
"This is perfect!"
"The strongest sorcerer…"
"…and the man with zero cursed energy."
He spread his arms wide.
"Come."
"Show me the peak of this era."
Lightning flashed across the sky.
The pressure between the three fighters exploded across the city.
The final battle was seconds away.
And the entire world seemed to hold its breath. ⚡