Immortal Cursed Spirit Count Flyhead

In a swift and fluid motion, Gavin's puppet, the Animal Path, effortlessly sidestepped the ferocious attack unleashed by his father, Ogi.

The surprise etched on Ogi's face as he stopped in his place, he was unmistakable as he questioned, his voice dripping with anger.

"Are you truly my son?"

Ogi, well aware of his son Muta's lack of combat prowess, found himself taken aback by this display of evasion.

Regardless of whether Gavin had attained the pinnacle of Grade 1 or boasted a specialty grade, Ogi knew that such instinctual prowess was beyond the reach of his ordinary, human-born son.

Meanwhile, as Gavin observed the elderly man within the confines of the training room through the discerning eyes of his puppet, he realized that he had made a grave error.

It became evident that the attack had been nothing more than a test—a test designed to assess his son's capabilities.

The move itself lacked the telltale taint of cursed energy; it was merely a means to gauge his son's aptitude.

"Damn it!"

Gavin's mind echoed with frustration.

Having spent countless years engaged in relentless battles within the realm of cursed spirits, he had grown accustomed to confronting cursed spirit creatures in that cursed spirit world.

Just like in the real world, he may be comparable to an insect.

However, the insect world has a lot of monsters and is an incredibly dangerous place.

But yes, in the eyes of the cursed spirit world, he was nothing more than a lowly insect, fighting tooth and nail against his fellow insects for survival over two decades.

As Gavin's puppet, the Animal Path, took shape, its form intricately woven from Gavin's very flesh, it inherited not only his physical attributes but also the deep-seated instincts forged in the crucible of the cursed spirit world.

These instincts endowed it with immense prowess in hand-to-hand combat.

Thus, with the acuity of an experienced warrior, Gavin detected that Ogi had discerned the truth—Gavin was not Ogi's true son.

Suddenly, within the confines of the training room, Gavin's attention was drawn to a flickering screen displaying the words,

Ding!

[ The host has successfully collected five hundred souls. Consequently, the creature has been manifested, granting the ability to summon a cursed spirit.

[ How would the host like to summon it: via the Ten Shadows Technique or Curse Spirit Manipulation? ]

A wry smile played upon Gavin's lips as he contemplated his next move.

He had initially intended to depart from the training room, but a change of heart compelled him to remain.

"First, I shall put his abilities to the test."

Gavin declared, positioning himself near the door with unwavering resolve.

Meanwhile, Ogi remained cautious, his powerful instincts alerting him to an impending threat.

Reacting swiftly, he retreated a considerable distance and shielded himself, a palpable sense of dread coursing through his veins.

"Father, before I deign to answer your query, I must ascertain whether you possess the capacity to cooperate with me. Whether you believe I am your son or not is of little consequence.

"I shall subject your abilities to rigorous scrutiny. Should you manage to overcome me, I shall reveal the truth that you yearn to uncover."

Spoke the Animal Path puppet, its voice resonating with an air of detached determination with no emotion as if its dead.

Ogi, a man who abhorred being underestimated or disrespected, retorted with unabashed hostility, his voice laced with animosity.

"My son, Muta, never dared to address me in such a manner.

"I implore you to conjure a lie convincing enough to sway me, for I shall demonstrate the manner in which I shall cleave you in half if your falsehood fails to win my conviction."

A mischievous smile graced the visage of the Animal Path, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Muta Zenin, or perhaps Gavin himself.

"Prepare yourself."

It taunted, its voice laced with a hint of anticipation.

Ogi's eyes widened as he beheld the intricate hand formations, forewarning of an imminent onslaught.

Suddenly, a cataclysmic surge of cursed energy erupted, engulfing the surroundings in an awe-inspiring spectacle.

Despite his status as a special-grade sorcerer, Ogi sensed a profound divergence in the nature of this summon.

Something felt distinctly unfamiliar, yet he could grasp the essence of the technique.

"Ten shadows-?"

He murmured, only to be interrupted by the Animal Path of Gavin, its voice devoid of emotion.

"What do you think, old man?"

Gavin knew how important Ten Shadows technique is to the Zenin clan.

In the show, the inherited technique of the Zenin Family has been recognized by several high-level jujutsu users as an immensely powerful technique with boundless potential.

Sukuna even suggested it easily outclasses the strength of a special grade finger bearer and has taken an interest in Megumi ever since seeing it.

For that, even the Zenin Family was willing to pay a small fortune to reintroduce it back into the household by buying Megumi from his father.

Now, within the realm of shadow cast by the Animal Path, a spectral figure materialized, its emergence slow and deliberate.

Ogi's breath hitched in astonishment, for the protracted formation time suggested the arrival of a colossal entity.

And then, the summoning reached its completion, unveiling a grotesque amalgamation—a humanoid visage adorned with a hundred eyes.

Its sheer magnitude rivals that of half a house, its insectoid features reminiscent of an otherworldly hornet.

Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz...

The creature emitted a cacophony of insectile vibrations, a sound that would surely rend the souls of ordinary mortals.

But Ogi remained undeterred, unyielding in the face of such auditory assault.

Through his seasoned gaze and wealth of experience, he discerned that this towering behemoth, despite its imposing stature, was a mere Grade 1 cursed spirit.

Its aura may have mirrored that of a special-grade entity, but in the end, it was nothing more than an oversized fly-headed creature—hardly a cause for trepidation.

Deep within the training grounds, Gavin's attention was fixated on the system screen, which revealed the beast's capabilities.

Ding!

[ Immortal Cursed Spirit Count Flyhead has been summoned, possessing a special ability—Shadow Bees Comb! ]

Gavin stroked his chin contemplatively.

"Shadow Bee Comb?"

His gaze, transmitted through the eyes of the Animal Path, gleamed with intrigue.

"I shall test its efficacy on the old man."

The Animal Path puppet gazed fixedly at the old man, its voice resonating with a hint of challenge.

"Are you prepared, father?"

The old man sneered in response, his tone dripping with derision.

"Come, allow me to demonstrate the extent of your folly, Muta!"

Ogi harbored an intense aversion to disrespect, unwilling to tolerate anyone who dared to belittle him.

In drawing inspiration from the pages of the manga, where Ogi finds himself in the presence of Jinichi Zenin within the hallowed chambers of the Zenin household, a sudden intrusion disrupts the tranquility.

Naoya, brimming with arrogance, proclaims his ascension to the mantle of clan leader, launching scathing insults at Ogi and Jinichi.

Enraged, Ogi launches an assault on Naoya, resulting in a brief skirmish.

However, their conflict is abruptly halted by the entrance of Furudate, who solemnly announces the passing of Naobito Zenin, the true leader of the clan.

As Furudate proceeds to read Naobito's will, a startling revelation is unveiled—should Satoru Gojo disappear, the mantle of clan leader is to be passed on to Megumi Fushiguro.

Ogi, a person that would witness these events in the future, seethes with fury, for he despises being subjected to insults.

Presently, his own son, Muta Zenin, dares to raise his voice in a manner that he deems disrespectful, further fueling his rage.

"Go!"

Commanded the Animal Path, its voice resolute, while pointing its right hand towards the old man.

Ogi, in turn, found himself impressed by his son's audacity, contemplating his next move.

"This insolent brat has yet to comprehend the true extent of his father's power. I shall unveil the depths of my might and leave an indelible mark upon his soul."

As the summoned creature of the Animal Path drew near, emitting a distinct buzzing sound, Ogi remained motionless, biding his time. And then, with an almost imperceptible movement, Ogi vanished from his original position, reappearing in mid-air behind the colossal entity.

Muttering incantations under his breath, he sheathed his sword back, invoking the words.

"Falling Blossom Emotion."