"So, whaddya think of fate?" Gojo Satoru's arm shot forward, impacting Sukuna's own as the two of them grinned.
It was as if they understood each other, peering through the masks and visages in which both hid behind.
"Hmph, you're going to blabber on about philosophy now?" Sukuna directed the blow to the side, leaving the other man to fall before his own weight, or rather; 'that's what you want me to think, don't you Gojo Satoru?'
The white haired man took the opportunity to deliver a flying spin kick, but was defiantly blocked by Sukuna.
"Oh?" Gojo had expected him to continue his offense, but it seems he had decided to take a more defensive approach. "I actually hate philosophy, ya' know!"
Mahoraga rushed forward, as Sukuna grabbed onto his leg, throwing him towards the beast.
Gojo was launched in a sonic boom, forcing him to spin around and dodge past the beast's great swing.
"So, you gonna answer my question?!" Five blue orbs formed around him, as he stretched both his hands out, grinning as Sukuna leapt out of the way of their path.
Mahoraga simply powered through them, having already completely adapted to the technique.
"If you want an answer, then it's worthless!" Sukuna grinned as he clapped his hands together, shooting out a high speed water projectile.
Gojo moved to the side, ignoring how it pierced through everything behind it. He leaned back, dodging a horizontal swing of Mahoraga, before delivering a quick jab in the monster's cheek, which was blocked by his left hand.
Another piercing water came out, forcing Gojo to move as Mahoraga slammed down onto the ground, creating a massive crater on the ground.
"Whatever actions I do are as I dictate, what about yours? Gojo Satoru!" Sukuna leapt into the shadows, trailing the man who was backing away from Mahoraga's wild barrage of swings.
The Honored One kept his smile in response.
***
The black clouds that had heeded in response to Buldrokkas'tee's ever rising power had dispersed.
A blue sky, vast and infinite in size, made itself clear behind the Wendigo's form; the brightest Chernobog had been in its entire history.
"Is this what you wanted?" Gojo spoke out, a blank look upon his face as stared upon the monolith.
A gored, ruined monolith of what once was the man who fought against the whims of fate. The cruel echoes of the world shall no longer haunt him.
Satoru received no response from Patriot, the fiery spirit of the red Sarkaz eyes no longer shone its brilliant light against Gojo's own.
"Are you even still alive?" Even with the light of eyes gone, his body still emitted a great force, one that promised a great reckoning to whomever dared challenge it.
From the center of the monolith, a hole was blown open, revealing the sights of nothing but a ripped and torn landscape. The low rumbles of the nomadic city's movement still echoed on, it seems the game of war still dancing even during a time like this.
Even with the Six Eyes, the amount of power still emanating from this... Husk still made the white haired man question if he had truly passed on.
He kept his focus on the warrior, burning it into his memory like a hot pan searing itself on bare skin.
Gojo Satoru felt multiple gazes on him. He couldn't look back, not at Yelena, not after he had murdered her own father.
"Captain..." a muffled voice resounded, coming from a gas mask as one of Patriot's Guerilla Shieldguard walked forward. "You've finally won against fate... But why does it feel like a loss?"
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Throughout Heaven and Terra (Arknights x Jujutsu Kaisen)
General Fiction(Rewrite is out) "You were magnificent, Satoru Gojo. I will never forget you for as long as I live." Satoru Gojo laid there, bisected in half, as if the universe itself had severed any hope of defeating the demon in front of him. Though, he still he...
