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reborn as suguru geto (jujutsu kaisen)

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Zneo_12345 · Anime & Comics
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52 Chs

The Battle Unfolds

A/N:I was getting bored of just this back and forth of Geto just gathering curse spirit so I'm asking you the viewers to decide if I should immediately go for hidden inventory arc or keep gathering curse spirit

The battlefield was shrouded in chaos as the smoke from Gabimaru and Ravana's attacks billowed into the air. Geto watched the turmoil unfold, his keen eyes following every movement. Just when he thought he had a grasp on the situation, chaos erupted from an unexpected source.

Achilles, propelled by Fenrir, soared out of the smoke, narrowly avoiding Geto's position. The surprise attack left Geto momentarily stunned. "You're a tough one, aren't you?" Geto muttered, his voice filled with a mix of admiration and caution.

But in a twist of fate, it wasn't the world that had stopped; it was Fenrir who had halted mid-flight. Geto's eyes widened as he realized the truth. Fenrir was frozen time by the simple domain of his curse spirit, an ability that sent shivers down Geto's spine.

"Am I pretty?" a slithery voice whispered behind Fenrir. The words barely registered with the giant wolf, but he understood the imminent danger. He snapped his jaws shut, biting through the barriers of the domain that had held him captive. Geto observed with interest, comparing Fenrir's fangs to Toji's spear of heaven. He made a mental note to test this newfound knowledge later.

"Achilles!!!" Geto's voice roared, summoning the cursed spirit to his side. His command was simple yet ominous, "Try punching off one of his fangs. I want to test it." Achilles responded with a ferocious growl, growing larger and more feral as his cursed technique took hold. He launched a relentless barrage of blows towards Fenrir.

Fenrir retaliated, attempting to bite Achilles, but Gabimaru and Ravana intervened, their blades slashing at the giant wolf. Ganesha joined the fray, gripping Fenrir by the tail, preventing him from evading Achilles' assault.

Achilles landed a powerful blow, knocking one of Fenrir's fangs loose. The wolf howled, sending a rush of air that pushed Gabimaru and Ravana back, but Ganesha stood firm, maintaining his grip on Fenrir's tail.

Geto descended to the ground, supported by one of his summoned curse spirits. He picked up the fallen fang and inspected it closely. "Hmm, it doesn't look like much at first, but if you infuse it with curse energy, it produces a grinding energy around it."

He summoned another curse spirit and brought the fang close to it, but nothing happened. Geto attempted to summon, but instead of completing the summoning, he placed the fang near his summoning point, causing it to grind the summoning point itself.

"I see," Geto pondered, "it doesn't disable already active curse techniques but disrupts the activation of new ones. Since my summoning of curse spirits is a byproduct of my technique, it remains unaffected."

With a deep understanding of Fenrir's abilities, Geto knew it was time to end this battle. He gathered his curse energy and began a chant:

"Yobidasu..."

"Deva..."

"Duniya..."

"Svarga..."

As the chant concluded, Ganesha released Fenrir, and the massive ocean of Geto's domain expansion, [Svar Loka: Realm of the Divine], surrounded Fenrir. His strength rapidly drained away, leaving him vulnerable.

A rope materialized and secured Fenrir, and in one swift motion, Ganesha beheaded the formidable wolf. The domain dissipated, but even in death, Fenrir's tenacity shone through as he attempted to regenerate.

Geto wasted no time. He placed his hand on Fenrir, turning him into an inky black substance, and then, with a sinister smile, he consumed the fallen beast, adding its power to his growing collection.

The battlefield fell silent, the echoes of battle fading into the distance. Geto had achieved his goal, and with Fenrir's strength now under his control, he was ready for what lay ahead. The battle was far from over, and Geto relished the opportunity to wield his newfound abilities against anyone who dared to oppose him.