>>184036
[Jujutsu Kaisen: The Edo Period (a Fanfic Setting)]
Drawbacks: Take Your Time, Unsatisfied, Harassed, Revengeanced, Poison Everywhere, Honored One, For the Clan, Evangelist, Failed Experiment (2300)
Scenarios: Oni War - Attain Enlightenment, Thy Kingdom Come, The Strongest
Edo
Oni Army, Monster, Oni (2100)
Jujutsu Sorcery (1800)
Cursed Technique: Bushido (1000)
Barrier Master (700)
Don’t Kill Me (Free)
Self-Control (Free)
Mighty King (600)
True Freak (400)
Black Flash (200)
Watering Can (Free)
Little Oni (100)
Big Oni (Free)
Friends and Farmers (Import): Not!Ibuki (0)
-Oni Army, Monster, Oni (800), Jujutsu Sorcery (Free), Don’t Kill Me (Free), Self-Control (Free), Cursed Technique: Oni Queen (0)
This is a dream, I thought, as I opened my eyes and looked past memories of pain and experimentation. It was a dream in the sense the Shimousa Singularity or the second Ordeal Call was. It’s not a dream because it’s not real, even though the weakness of this vessel torments me with the shadow of mortality.
No, I thought as I sprang from the bath of dead things charged with war, it was a dream because there was a new possibility that wasn’t present. My erstwhile comrade, slave and seedbed was here too, in a weaker vessel. Slithering out in her elongated, serpentine body with a look of glee synonymous with appetite.
“Good, good! The early incarnation spell worked!” declared Kenjaku, applauding from nearby. She was still in a feminine body, but this was the age of the femboy, and while she prioritised knowledge over power she dabbled a little by having grown herself a tomboyish body.
“You’ve been busy” I observed.
“Of course I have. I remember our talks. Saw your journey from afar. And that got me thinking…what if I could contribute to your dream, while advancing my research? Go on, get out of here you lovebirds. And show me” she said, eyes flashing with femboy (false)-like glee “what it means to surpass the limits of jujutsu”
1/5
We left after a brief debate on whether femboyhood actually improved the flow of jujutsu or whether that was all kayfabe, like stage ninjas being seen as real ninjas. The one who was called the Serpent Goddess laughed as I spoke to her of salvation through destruction, saying that as usual she didn’t understand what I was talking about but it sounded fun. It wasn’t about violence or carnality, I tried to explain her. It was about finality. The absolute elimination of countless future wrongs, the replacement of weak social structures built equally on false caste systems and unsustainable brutality with immutable bliss. Curse users and cursed spirits did not change the fundamental flaw with Japan: That inevitably, even the tightest knit society divided it’s weak from it’s strong and ate itself alive. This was a tragedy the shogunate would bill as honourable because to call it anything less would be to question the very foundations of human society.
This was unacceptable. The only things that should exist, are the things that must exist. Terrorising humans to breed more oni was inefficient and unnecessary when compared to the efficiency of jujutsu.
Therefore, I told her as I crafted a Uterine Barrier enhanced by my technique and gently inserted it between her legs, she should make a binding vow with me enforced by the barrier: To only give birth to herself, and myself. And oh, she did. After passing on my own knowledge of barriers, her Domain Expansion allowed her to spawn thousands of onis every day-incidentally solving the inexplicably constant problem of poison for me simply because eventually in our immediate vicinity, there was more oni-mes biomass than poison. Spreading out the effects to nothing.
Her newest technique was in many ways the inverse of Idle Transfiguration. Instead of touching and warping others’ souls, she endlessly birthed new ones in eggs full of miniature, tailor made curse baths to sculpt their form and techniques.
2/5
My own technique, as my spirited would-be rival found out, was able to manipulate and manifest bushido as Takaba was could comedy. It was a technique with no requirement for skill or finesse, but that scaled with samurai virtues instead of confidence. Having abnormal CE and the surging confidence of the Black Flashes anyway, I simply cut lightly at the horizon and slashed apart a man half a football field away from me with a stick I found on the ground.
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The shogun saw my multiplying hordes and panicked. Sorcerers ventured into oni-infested lands and went missing, presumed eaten. In the meantime on my wanderings I came across the other onis, all of whom bent the knee on sight, and pitied them. Two of my kin, one of whom looked suspiciously like Ibaraki-Douji, joined my wanderings. The Snake Goddess adopted her, more or less willingly, without scaring her too much. Her big friend had expected me to come as a conqueror but instead I baptised her and explained that per scripture, there would be a place for both the sons of Adam and the locusts of the apocalypse in the coming Millennium kingdom.
The shogun saw onis colonising other countries (but especially China) and panicked. A seat at the Imperial court was promised to anyone who could bring him my head. Four of my own generals tried to kill me for shits + giggles, prompting me to absorb and expel them to make a point. We had a good laugh over drinks the Snake Goddess brewed from all the inexplicable poison showing up around me. The strongest warriors of the Gojo and Zenin clans were revealed as completely fraudulent simply because mastering CT meant nothing without a mastery of story cliches against my technique. Kenjaku somehow found a way to clone me and make me fight my clone and it was close, but when we hurt each other badly enough to go to the airport dimension we found a mutual respect for the actualisation of true finality. And merged IRL, then sent Kenjaku into her next backup body.
3/5
And then, the big day came. Half the oni population jumped into a ritually prepared hole in the ground in which I laid at the bottom while the other half continuously popped out more onis. Not hundreds of thousands, not even millions, but trillions of onis became part of a greater whole: Myself. All that divided and differentiated was dissolved back into ONE SINGULAR UNITY, and in a glorious moment of ecstasy AS IN THE BEGINNING I was one will with countless fists. That grasped the very wheel of destiny itself.
Nonetheless the shogun stood ready for me to advance upon and destroy Japan, which was well within my power. Instead, after crushing each of his divine treasures and disarming him I simply requested he hear the good word of Jesus Christ who offered salvation from cursesshit. For lack of any better options, the shogun spoke his binding vows to save his country.
AND THEN, UNLIKE THAT FRAUD TENGEN, I ACTUALLY FUCKING USED BARRIERS TO NEUTRALISE THE CURSED ENERGY IN JAPAN INSTEAD OF WHATEVER THE FUCK TENGEN IS DOING IN CANON which in a roundabout way, really did fulfil scriptural doctrine. Well, for non-warriors at least.
“Hello there” I greeted a very lonely and sad Kashimo.
“Nobody wants to fight anymore” he mumbled,
“I can give you a pity fight” I offered.
“R-really? Be gentle, it’s been a while for this ojisan” he said hopefully.
“Hey, don’t sweat it. It’s not about what you’ve got, it’s how you use it” I said encouragingly, obviously talking about CE output and nothing else. I proceeded to literally splatter him with one hand. “I just…I just wanted to fight Sukuna…” he mumbled.
“I beat him too, you’re not missing out”
“I mean romantically”
“Oh, uh. Try again next life?” I said as he faded away. “There. All that conflict. All that senseless violence-ow” I said, as his warrior spirit manifested as a lightning bolt and zapped me, “will now be dispersed into the flow of samsara”
“OH REALLY!” shouted Kashimo, cosplaying Isshin in a thunderbolt coming out of his own corpse.
4/5
Kashimo proceeded to literally strike against the wheel of fate itself in his new, C’tan-like Divine Dragon General form, somehow arresting the flow of Bushido-based calamity through sheer output of electricity. His primary technique Fujin sent transdimensional thunderbolts that electrocuted me in the past and future as well as the present. His secondary technique Raijin manifested the heat of the sun as a sword strike that ripped open reality itself. His Domain Expansion Sanjusangendo turned himself into a giant electromagnetic railgun that accelerated ambient particles to always being a little faster than his opponents’s strikes. All in all, he was having the time of his life.
Unfortunately, he was only as powerful as regular Sukuna, and while this incarnation of me didn’t have the powers to do it I still had the battle experience of facing Godmode Sukuna I also had a much more offensive technique and the favour of the sparks. Even more unfortunately, Kashimo’s technique STILL burnt him out of existence.
All things considered, it was still very impressive he lasted a whole eight minutes against me.
“So. That’s it then” he breathed. “What…what follows?”
“Mankind thrives without curses. Onikind settles everywhere unfit for it. I alone, will be sufficient to deal with the visitors from the stars when they arrive”
“…hah? There are people living among the stars?”
“Not quite. But far away from this world”
He shut his eyes with a sad little smile. “…I wonder if they want to fight…” he mumbled, fading away. And thus, my work was complete, the Final Shape of onis that was myself presiding over an end state in which all cursed energy was cycled and regulated through my-
“PSYCHE! PARRY THIS!” he screeched suddenly, erupting in millions of lightning bolts I slowly, patiently parried until Kashimo was so impressed he visibly transfigured from a femboy to a masculine dude with strong self-respect before fading from existence properly.
5/5
>>184254
Oh! Hello again, damn been a while.
>>184264
>Fate especially I have not kept up with at all
Good. That's for the best, really.
This month we're finally on our way to stop the mastermind, who turned out to be CHALDEAS itself. Director Olga-Marie has been resurrected as some kind of fucked up artificial TYPE-like thing and we had to fight 4 elemental avatars of her. The Human Order itself shat out a bunch of filler trials ranging from "save the Rani civilisation in your navigational device from it's Alter Ego mass production-obsessed self-declared Dust of Osiris leader" to "the fucking archangel Metatron has been corrupted by the Seven Deadly Sins and is judging you" to "Nasu wants to be a scifi writer so badly he made basically a digital version of All The World's Evils but it's more like All The World's Complacent Smugness instead, and it's essentially the collective will of humanity to just sit in place forever being the toughest bitch on Earth and nothing else while viciously murdering anything that challenges that position". It is all even stupider and more nonsensical than it sounds, and you are better off for staying far away from that abyss of madness unlike me.