63 Uprising storm

"What is this?!!!" Jogo roared out in horror, his eyes darting about left and right. The only thing in his vision was the deep expanse of the void, and billions upon billions of worlds arranged together in a web like manner.

He saw Madara sitting on an eye catching throne dressed in golden robes. "Oh this?" Madara chuckled and rested his cheek on his palm, while looking down at Jogo from his seat.

"This is a little Domain I conjured. Nothing really special." He smiled and said.

"You!!!" Jogo roared out, his eyes brimming in much fear and trepidation. His body shivered, and his face was twisted in horror. "Not only can I see everything about you, I can also manipulate the reality of your feeble existence, but I'll let you off this time. " Madara smiled and waved his hand.

The next second, Jogo's body began to disappear from his legs, leaving only his head which rolled to the ground, as the Domain itself vanished in a split second.

"Now tell me. Who sent you here?" Madara rolled Jogo's head on the ground with his leg as he spoke with a small smile.

The next second, a swirl of flowers arose from the ground which immediately almost hypnotized Madara, as another humanoid cursed spirit with its right arm bandaged grabbed Jogo's head and began to escape.

"Oh no you don't." Madara chuckled and waved his hand, as his katana materialized. Holding unto it in reverse grip, he spun around and slashed it forward.

The next second, a huge part of the forest was cleaved off neatly, but there was no sign of Jogo or the intruder.

"I could've just stopped time." He facepalmed and said. "I guess I just wanted to show off. Hanging around Satoru is starting to rub me off in the wrong direction." He sighed and vanished in a flash of golden light.

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On the sunny beach, Kenjaku and the other cursed spirits were calmly relaxed, when a figure materialized in a swirl of flowers, holding unto a bloodied head.

"Sigh. I did warn you Jogo." Kenjaku looked at Jogo whose expression was twisted and sighed. "Hanami. How were you able to escape?" Kenjaku looked at the figure who had rescued Jogo and asked.

"We wouldn't have returned if I was a split second late to react." The cursed spirit called Hanami placed Jogo's head on the ground, effort he walked and took his seat.

"You witnessed everything Hanami. How strong is he in your opinion?" A blue skinned stitched up cursed spirit with long blue hair who sat beside Hanami asked with a small smile.

"He killed Jogo with a single attack, and then brought him back to life again." Hanami replied. Mahito, the blue skinned cursed spirit and Kenjaku could detect the alarm in his voice. "If all of us even ganged up on him. I think we'll lose." Hanami continued, as Kenjaku's expression turned grim.

"It seems he's grown even stronger than he before. If he keeps getting stronger, there'd be no hope. We'd have to push our plans forward, else we'd have no hopes of winning." Kenjaku spoke grimly.

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The next day, Madara sat in his office along with Nanami and Satoru who had furrowed brows. "You mean you were attacked by an unidentified Special Grade curse? How is that even possible?" Satoru asked with a frown.

"I don't know, but, he seemed to know me, and on top of that, while I was interrogating him, another special Grade that seemed to control flowers or plants or whatever grabbed him and sneakily escaped." Madara added.

"So in short, cursed spirits have formed an alliance to try to assassinate the leaders of Jujutsu High?" Nanami asked after a bit of thought.

"Could be the case." Satoru nodded in agreement. "Could it be because of Sukuna? Could his resurrection have triggered a chain reaction, alerting all cursed spirits around the world?" Madara asked after a bit of thought.

"So how do we do this?" Nanami asked, while his eyes darted between Satoru and Madara. "Killing Sukuna will be akin to killing the kid. It's not worth it, at least to me." Madara answered first.

"Itadori was killed a while ago." Satoru immediately dropped an information which made even Madara raise an eyebrow.

"He, Megumi and Nobara were assigned a mission by the higher ups, but when they got there, it was actually a cursed womb that had eaten one of Sukuna's fingers." Satoru continued with a frown on his face.

"In the end, Itadori was brought back to life, and Sukuna has regained a third finger." Satoru spoke and reclined in his seat.

"A storm is coming Satoru, and Sukuna will be the least of our problems." Madara said, as both of them nodded.

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A/N: Hey guys, I've got this brilliant idea of a ff about Sukuna. Which world should I choose? Please share ideas.