"...Really, all of these movie scripts are, uh..." Gojo scratched the back of his head, scrunching his brows while looking at the piece of paper. The Six Eyes could comprehend objects and phenomena faster than any supercomputer back on earth could do.
Right now, he was starting to regret putting all of these B-movie scripts into his brain, wondering if this was the type of information he should be unloading with Unlimited Void instead.
"Quite amazing, huh?" Nian placed her hands on her hips while breathing out confidently, "of course, which one do you like the best?"
Gojo thought this was going to be some discussion about the 'Honored One' title or about her nature as... Whatever Nian was. But looking at trashy B-movie scripts? That was not what he was expecting at all.
"Well..." Gojo tilted his head, killing his Six Eyes focused on her. 'I've seen a lot of good movies back at home... Sorry Nian, these are just terrible.'
Honestly, he didn't know if this woman purposely made bad movie scripts, or she just genuinely sucked at doing these. From what his eyes could tell, she was a part of a fragment of a god, embodying a certain concept of 'culture' or 'tradition.'
Or his Six Eyes was misinterpreting something, which Gojo Satoru sorely doubted. So he settled with the current theory he had right now.
'Fragment of an actual god...? How are gods here qualified? Amaterasu was classified as a god because their flames were extremely powerful, but they were still just a Sorcerer in the end,' Gojo began contemplating, the scripts in his hand completely becoming absent from his mind. Thinking about the Shinto Mythology of his world was a pain, because modern Jujutsu Society knew they existed, just not how they actually were. Records and information being obscured over time led to that.
"Hello? Mr. Honored One?" Nian attempted to put her folded fan in front of his face to wave it around and catch his attention, but found that it had slowed to a complete halt. "Oh, of course." The dragon lady continued pressing her red scaled hands against it, seemingly getting a feel of it.
"Feel weird?" Gojo lowered the papers to give her a side glance. He was wondering if she knew what his ability is just from feeling it, considering a god-like being like her should be able to.
"Hmm, quite interesting," Nian shrugged before turning to him, "anyways!" The woman pulled something from the stack of papers Gojo was holding. "I got a new script!"
"...Didn't cha' just pull out the same- wait, no..." Gojo narrowed his eyes, watching the dragon lady lightly flapping the paper on her hands with an all-knowing look. "Oh wow, cool magic trick there~," the white haired man shook his head with a smile.
"It seems your eyes are the real deal huh?" Nian grinned, "tell me, do you know what's so special about my fan here?" She flicked her left hand holding her fan, completely unfolding it. "Before we get into my new blockbuster script, of course~!"
Gojo took one glance at it, before answering, "that fan's created by some sort of ancient magical metallurgy, it seems? To be more precise, you're bending reality." He rested his hands behind his head, 'I've heard of the 'Perfect Sphere' before, a perfect sphere is an object which has no sides, which also means it has quite literally infinite pressure.'
Gojo had remembered the mathematics behind it, 'it would destroy anything it touches, somehow being able to be formed by some Heian Era Sorcerer despite the concept being a mathematical impossibility... And let's not get onto the topic of the World Cutting Slash.'
When compared to all those existences... Oh, and including Yuki's goddamned blackhole, Gojo was slightly desensitized to the reality bending happening in front of him.
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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...
