The Strongest!
In the world of Jujutsu Sorcerers, this title is not given lightly. It belongs to someone who stands at the very peak a person who is untouchable.
When he first appeared, the balance of the world shifted. Rankings changed. Power structures crumbled.
He stood alone at the top.
The gap between him and the second strongest wasn't just large. It was insurmountable.
『A/N: New word I just learned』
Something others could only dream of reaching, no matter how hard they tried. Who is this person, you may ask?
Well… it's none other than—
…
"GOAL!!!"
The stadium erupted as the ball slammed into the back of the net. A wave of cheers crashed down from the stands, loud enough to shake the air itself.
The goal scorer sprinted toward the corner flag, a grin already spreading across his face before dropping into a perfect knee slide across the grass.
"Another goal for Kurohane!" the commentator shouted, voice filled with excitement. "With that, Sugisawa High School remains at the top of the league! That's four goals in a single week! And let's not forget—he scored a hat trick in his last match! Japan's future is looking very bright!"
Kurohane pushed himself up from the ground as his teammates swarmed him. Hands ruffled his hair, pats landed on his back, and laughter surrounded him from all sides.
He didn't mind it. Something he had gotten used to. A small smirk tugged at his lips.
' Nothing feels better than scoring goals, ' he thought.
The team eventually broke apart, jogging back into position as the whistle blew for play to resume.
Kurohane didn't slow down.
Before the match ended, he set up two more goals with clean, precise passes, reading the field like it was second nature and led his team to yet another victory.
So far this season, they were unstoppable. Twelve wins in thirteen games and they weren't done yet.
They headed to the lockers, laughter and cheers echoing through the halls. Sai was in the middle of it all, talking loudly with the others as they crowded around him. The energy carried with them as they stepped inside, the celebration only getting louder.
"Man, you're on a roll! You're not doping, are you?" one of his teammates suddenly asked, half-joking.
Kurohane let out a short laugh. "Of course not. If I were, it would've been obvious by now," he replied casually.
"Then what's your secret?" another teammate pressed.
The room quieted almost instantly. Eyes turned toward him, waiting.
Kurohane opened his mouth to answer—
"Good game, team!" the coach's voice cut in as he walked in. "I'll treat you all to some burgers! You've earned it!"
The tension broke just as quickly as it formed. Cheers erupted again, and the question was forgotten as everyone latched onto the offer.
Kurohane said nothing. A faint smirk rested on his lips.
' If only they knew, ' he thought, glancing down at his hand for a brief moment.
After changing into his regular clothes, he stepped outside. He turned down the burger invitation , he had other things to deal with.
The field was quiet now completely empty besides the sprinklers of course. He stood still for a moment before slowly lifting his gaze toward the towering stadium floodlight, its harsh white glow cutting through the darkness long after the sun had set.
Perched at the very top…was a grotesque figure.
A curse.
Its body was hunched and uneven, like it had been stitched together wrong—limbs too long, joints bending at unnatural angles. Its skin looked loose, sagging in places, while its face stretched into a wide, toothy grin that didn't belong on anything human.
Dark, hollow eyes stared down from above.
Even from this distance, its presence felt heavy, it was like the air itself had thickened around it.
' I saw it during the match…' Kurohane's eyes narrowed slightly. ' Must be reacting to the finger.'
He stood paused for second, then a faint, amused exhale. ' Wonder when Potential Man is showing up.'
With that, he turned and walked away—like it didn't matter at all.
His name was Kurohane Sai.
A young teen with spiky jet-black hair and striking black eyes that had brought him a lot of attention from girls. He stood at around 180 cm… and he was a reincarnator.
Born into the Kurohane family, Sai grew up in a pretty normal household. Two siblings, an older brother and a younger one and two parents who raised them well. They lived in a fairly large house in a quiet, ordinary neighborhood.
The last thing anyone would expect… was for him to be a reincarnator.
After dying to a Solo Leveling fan who didn't like his take on the series, he found himself standing before the so-called All-Mighty ROB. Pretty cliché. Honestly, he would've preferred a hot goddess, one that would somehow become his wife later. Something with a bit more wish fulfillment.
But either way… he got his wish.
Which was:
1: To become Uchiha Madara and have all his powers.
2: To enter the Jujutsu Kaisen world before the story began.
The ROB granted it. Just like that, he was reborn.
It was… a weird feeling.
He experienced things he'd rather never think about again—things he wouldn't tell anyone. Not even Batman. Not even the CIA with whatever torture methods they had. Including the hummus technique.
Some things were better left buried. As he grew up, one thing became clear, he was talented. In almost everything. Sports, academics… you name it. It came naturally to him.
That brings us to the present. He let out a small sigh before turning slightly.
' Holding back all this power is quite tiring '
His eyes scanned the area, making sure the coast was clear.
He leapt.
The ground beneath his feet cracked slightly from the force as he shot upward, landing smoothly on the school roof. Without stopping, he broke into a sprint, his footsteps light despite the speed.
At the edge—he jumped again.
The tiles beneath his feet shifted as he launched himself high into the air. His hoodie fluttered behind him as he moved from house to house with effortless precision, each landing controlled, each leap calculated.
A minute later, he slowed. He landed quietly in his backyard.
Thud.
"Woof!"
His dog, Obito, came running toward him, tail wagging like crazy. Sai smiled, crouching down as he petted him.
' The things you've seen would send anyone straight to the psyche ward if they ever talked about it '
He scratched behind Obito's ear, the dog leaning into his touch happily.
He stepped inside, immediately greeted by the rich aroma of stew filling the house.
"I'm back," Sai said, slipping off his shoes by the door.
"How was football?" his mother called from the kitchen.
"It was nice," he replied nonchalantly.
"Good. I've been thinking of putting you in a college with strong sports programs. This hobby of yours could turn into a real career," she said with a smile.
Sai paused for a second before glancing at her.
"...How many hobbies have I had since middle school?" he asked.
She looked up, thinking for a moment.
"Well… you did martial arts in almost every dojo in the prefecture, carpentry, pottery, art, music… basketball, baseball, rugby… and now football," she listed off, counting on her fingers. "And you placed first in all of them. Honestly, who knew I'd give birth to a jack of all trades?" she added proudly.
Sai shrugged lightly. "God, maybe."
"Yeah… probably Him," she said with a small laugh.
Sai walked past her and headed upstairs.
Once in his room, he took another quick bath before pulling out his desk chair and sitting down, opening his laptop. He went straight to business.
His crypto account.
' I wasn't dumb enough not to invest. While most kids were messing around at nine, I was mining crypto. Mom and Dad trusted me enough to give me access to their accounts… now I'm way up. Before I leave for Jujutsu High, I'll leave them at least $10M. '
Money wasn't really a concern for him. He didn't care much about it but just in case. If things went south.
He leaned back slightly, spinning his chair before standing up and pulling off his shirt, his eyes drifting toward the mirror.
' Good physique, if I do say so myself. Didn't even take that long to build, but it's nice to have '
Sai flexed slightly—
The door suddenly swung open. His mother froze for half a second—then burst into laughter.
Sai's cheeks turned red as he looked at her blankly.
"Your dad is going to lose it when he hears about this," she said, barely holding back her laughter.
Right then, his little brother walked in, taking one look at him.
"You don't gotta flex on us like that," he said casually.
"Shut up," Sai replied, walking over and smacking him lightly on the head.
"Mom!" his brother complained instantly.
"Don't hit your brother, Sai. Now come on, let's eat," she said as she turned and walked off.
Sai exhaled, glancing at his brother who shot him a quick middle finger before following after her.
He shook his head.
' As annoying as they are sometimes… it's still better than my life before '
Grabbing a shirt, Sai slipped it on and headed downstairs to eat with his family.
TO BE CONTINUED