Lightning split the sky above the ruined city.
The broken skyscraper where Ryomen Sukuna stood trembled slightly from the pressure building in the air.
Below—
Standing on the empty avenue—
Were Satoru Gojo and Toji Fushiguro.
Three monsters.
One battlefield.
And the final war about to begin.
Sukuna's Welcome
Sukuna jumped down from the skyscraper.
The moment he landed—
The ground cracked violently beneath his feet.
Dust spread across the street.
He slowly looked between the two men.
"So this is the alliance?"
His smile widened.
"The strongest sorcerer…"
"…and the Sorcerer Killer."
Gojo shrugged slightly.
"Temporary teamwork."
Toji remained silent.
His eyes never left Sukuna.
The Name That Matters
Sukuna noticed the cold rage in Toji's expression.
He tilted his head slightly.
"Ah… that look."
Then he laughed.
"You must be thinking about your son."
The air froze instantly.
Gojo glanced at Toji.
Toji's grip on his blade tightened.
Sukuna continued calmly.
"Megumi Fushiguro."
"That child was quite interesting."
Toji's voice became dangerously quiet.
"You planned his death."
Sukuna didn't deny it.
"Of course."
Sukuna's Reason
Sukuna walked forward slowly.
"You see…"
"That boy's death broke you."
"You became exactly what I needed."
His grin grew darker.
"A father with nothing left to lose."
Toji's killing intent exploded into the air.
Even Gojo felt the pressure.
Sukuna spread his arms.
"And look what happened."
"The Zenin clan destroyed."
"The sorcerer world collapsing."
"Kenjaku dead."
He laughed loudly.
"You created the perfect era for monsters."
Gojo Speaks
Gojo stepped slightly forward.
His voice was calm.
"You know…"
"You're really good at making people hate you."
Sukuna smirked.
"That's the point."
Gojo's eyes sharpened behind his blindfold.
"But you made one mistake."
Sukuna raised an eyebrow.
"Oh?"
Gojo nodded toward Toji.
"You assumed pain would make him your pawn."
Toji stepped forward slowly.
But Gojo continued.
"You forgot something important."
The Truth
Gojo looked directly at Sukuna.
"Pain doesn't create pawns."
"It creates hunters."
Toji stopped walking.
Gojo smiled slightly.
"And you're standing in front of the angriest hunter in history."
For the first time—
Sukuna's eyes showed genuine interest.
He looked at Toji again.
"Yes…"
"I can feel that."
The killing intent surrounding Toji had become monstrous.
Not wild.
Not uncontrolled.
But focused.
Pure revenge.
The Final Words
Toji finally spoke.
His voice calm.
Cold.
"You took my son."
Sukuna smiled.
"Yes."
Toji raised his blade slowly.
"So I'll take your life."
The wind suddenly exploded across the battlefield.
Gojo stretched his shoulders.
"Well…"
"Guess negotiations are over."
Sukuna's cursed energy erupted like a volcanic eruption.
Buildings cracked around them.
His grin became monstrous.
"Good."
"This is exactly what I wanted."
Three figures stood in the ruined city.
The King of Curses.
The Strongest Sorcerer.
The Sorcerer Killer.
The emotional weight of the battle had reached its peak.
The next moment—
The final fight would begin. ⚡