The abandoned industrial district stretched endlessly under the dark sky.
Broken factories stood like skeletons of the old world. Rusted metal, cracked concrete, and silent machines filled the landscape.
It was the perfect place for destruction.
In the center of this wasteland stood Satoru Gojo and Toji Fushiguro.
Both men faced each other without moving.
The wind had completely stopped.
Even the air felt heavy.
The Perfect Arena
Gojo slowly looked around the massive empty district.
"This place will survive a little longer."
Blue cursed energy flickered faintly around his body.
"If we fought inside the city…"
"…nothing would remain."
Toji cracked his neck slightly.
"Good."
"Less things in the way."
Gojo smirked.
"That confidence again."
A Hunter's Instinct
Toji's eyes scanned the battlefield.
Distance.
Angles.
Blind spots.
Every detail was already calculated inside his mind.
Without cursed energy, Toji relied on something far more dangerous—
Pure instinct.
Every movement Gojo made was already being analyzed.
Every shift in the wind.
Every muscle twitch.
Toji's body was prepared for death.
Or victory.
Infinity Awakens
Gojo raised his hand slightly.
Space around him began to distort.
The invisible barrier of Infinity activated automatically.
Nothing could touch him.
Not a weapon.
Not an attack.
Not even air moving too quickly.
Gojo looked at Toji.
"You remember this, right?"
Toji didn't answer.
But he remembered.
The ability that made Gojo nearly untouchable.
The technique that defined the strongest sorcerer.
A Dangerous Calm
Minutes passed without movement.
Neither fighter attacked first.
Both were waiting.
Testing the tension.
Far away, sitting on the broken roof of an old factory, Ryomen Sukuna watched with growing excitement.
He rested his chin on his hand.
"They're both waiting for the first mistake."
Sukuna smiled.
"That's what makes true monsters."
Words Before War
Gojo spoke again.
"You know something interesting, Toji?"
Toji's eyes stayed locked on him.
"What?"
Gojo's smile became slightly darker.
"Every sorcerer in the world feared me."
"But the only man who ever truly scared them…"
"…was you."
The title echoed through the empty battlefield.
The Sorcerer Killer.
Toji Fushiguro.
Toji exhaled slowly.
"I didn't do it for fear."
Gojo raised an eyebrow.
"No?"
Toji's answer was simple.
"I did it because I could."
The Signal
A strong gust of wind suddenly passed through the battlefield.
Dust lifted into the air.
Metal sheets on broken buildings rattled loudly.
Sukuna leaned forward slightly.
"Oh?"
The tension between Gojo and Toji reached its peak.
Both men moved at the exact same moment.
Gojo's cursed energy surged violently.
Toji vanished from his position.
The concrete ground exploded beneath his feet.
And the legendary duel between the Strongest Sorcerer and the Sorcerer Killer finally began. ⚡