Chapter 185: Chapter 185 - Is This Guy Even Human? [bonus]

[The moment Gojo’s fingertips locked into the mudra, the world before your eyes shattered.]

[You watched it happen with perfect clarity. A barrier shell, black as the death of light itself, erupted outward from Gojo’s body like a detonating tide of ink, swallowing everything in its path.]

[In a fraction of a heartbeat, the overcast sky above Jujutsu High, the rough sand underfoot, the cold nip of early spring wind... all of it was stripped away, devoured by absolute darkness.]

[Then came what replaced it. The kaleidoscopic, reality-defying panorama unique to Unlimited Void, a vista that seemed to contain the birth and annihilation of entire universes, flooded your vision with suffocating force and seared itself into the deepest folds of your mind.]

[Perception. Transmission. Every act required for survival, all of it was forcibly assigned infinite iterations in a single instant.]

[Useless, redundant information crashed against your cerebral cortex, trying to rupture your brain in one overwhelming surge.]

[And yet the expected shutdown never came. That familiar paralysis, the total loss of motor control, the mind seizing like a dead engine... none of it arrived on schedule.]

[Maybe it was because you’d lived through this once before, inside a previous simulation, and had built up a degree of resistance to the sensory assault.]

[Of course, there was also the most critical real-world factor: Gojo had only just unlocked Domain Expansion.]

[His barrier formation speed, the stability of the domain’s internal rules, the sheer intensity of its information flood... in none of these categories could he yet be called truly proficient.]

[In the thousandth of a second between the barrier sealing shut and the domain fully manifesting, Gojo glanced at your seemingly frozen form and arrived at the natural conclusion: you’d been caught clean by Unlimited Void’s guaranteed hit, reduced to nothing more than a lamb awaiting slaughter, passively drowning in data.]

[Space rippled.]

[Gojo flickered forward like a teleportation glitch and materialized directly in front of you.]

[The proudest prodigy alive couldn’t contain himself. His grin stretched so wide it threatened to split his face in half, manic and utterly unrestrained.]

[If one word could capture the expression he wore, it would be smug. The kind of smugness that radiated from every pore, shameless and absolute.]

[He’d waited so long for this.]

[Ever since you’d dismissed him with that cold line about ordinary attacks being meaningless, ever since he’d watched you carve your way through impossible situations with an ease that bordered on insulting, the competitive fire in his chest had never once died down.]

[And today, at last, he’d mastered it. The pinnacle of jujutsu combat: Domain Expansion. Finally, he could crush you with power so absolute it brooked no argument. This wasn’t just payback. This was the moment he proved, once and for all, that the title of "the strongest" belonged to him and him alone.]

["Ha! Hayase, you bastard, your time has finally..." ]

[Gojo laughed with reckless abandon, raising his right hand to slap your frozen face the way someone might flick a statue, savoring every second of your supposed helplessness. He was already planning to drop the domain the instant he’d confirmed victory, before any real, irreversible damage hit your brain.]

[Then his fingertips grazed your cheek.]

[And in a mind that should have been drowning, that was merely... a fraction slower than usual under Unlimited Void’s information barrage, a sequence of combat directives worthy of divine intervention fired in rapid succession, each one executing like a bolt of lightning.]

[No hesitation. No wasted motion. You surged Cursed Energy through your body first, spinning Phantom Night Parade to full output in an instant.]

[Cursed Energy rippled like water through an impossibly complex technique architecture, perfectly replicating the Zenin Clan’s Ten Shadows Technique.]

[Under Gojo’s stunned gaze, you drew Asakirimaru from the shadow pooled in your palm. The instant your fingers closed around the hilt, Phantom Night Parade’s replication target switched in the span of milliseconds.]

[The Ten Shadows circuit collapsed. What replaced it was an exact mirror of the technique belonging to the man standing before you: Limitless.]

[You didn’t even bother with the standard forward rotation. You slammed Cursed Energy straight into reverse.]

[Cursed Technique Reversal: Nagihiru Kinkou.]

[An invisible, overwhelming interference field detonated outward from your body, crashing into the automated Limitless barrier wrapped around Gojo’s skin with surgical brutality. His vaunted absolute defense, neutralized. Sealed. Gone.]

[And it wasn’t over. Not even close.]

[In the same heartbeat you’d drawn Asakirimaru and killed his Limitless, your feet sank into a grounded stance.]

[Cursed Energy shifted to a different, ancient current. A two-meter invisible field crystallized around your body in an instant. New Shadow Style: Simple Domain: Batto.] 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

[The moment the micro-domain fully deployed, the guaranteed hit of Unlimited Void, that relentless torrent of junk data flooding your brain, slammed into the small absolute space around you and stopped dead.]

[Cut off... completely. Temporarily, but totally severed.]

[The faint buzzing in your skull vanished. Control over your battle-hardened body snapped back to ninety-five percent peak performance in under a second.]

[The entire sequence, seamless as mercury flowing downhill, executed so fast it violated every known principle of jujutsu combat, hit Gojo like a freight train of pure incomprehension.]

[Those pale blue Six Eyes blew wide open. Reflected in the depths of his pupils was the flat, unreadable calm in your gaze, and behind his own eyes churned nothing but disbelief and the raw absurdity of what he was witnessing.]

[He knew. He knew his domain mastery was far from polished. He knew he’d deliberately throttled the guaranteed hit’s intensity to avoid frying a comrade’s brain.]

[But... even so, that was still Unlimited Void.]

[That was the absolute cessation enforced by the raw information of the cosmos being crammed into a human skull. How could anyone, after the barrier had sealed, after the guaranteed hit had already taken effect, break free in a single second and launch a counterattack?]

[Is this guy even human?!]

[The scream echoed through Gojo’s mind so loud his thoughts whited out for a stuttering instant.]

[You were already moving. The moment your grip tightened on Asakirimaru, the recently drawn SR card, Knight Does Not Die Unarmed, ignited like a lit engine.]

[Fifteen percent physical amplification layered over fifteen percent weapon performance enhancement. That terrifying dual boost stacked cleanly atop the pursuit-of-ultimate-speed stance built into the Simple Domain’s Batto form.]

[You hadn’t even activated Extreme Overload Control, the switch that came at the cost of destroying your own body. And still, the slash you unleashed reached a speed that defied belief.]

[Before Gojo’s nerves finished relaying the danger, before his body could lurch backward or reconstitute Limitless into a guard...]

[The cold gleam of Asakirimaru had already traced an impossible angle across his side. It parted the fabric of his Jujutsu High uniform and left a thin, precise line along his flank, shallow enough to bead with bright red droplets rather than bleed freely.]

[Only then, after the full sequence had played out, did Gojo’s all-seeing Six Eyes finish parsing every single thing you’d done.]

[The result of that analysis nearly made his lungs explode.]

[Bad enough that you’d shrugged off Unlimited Void’s brain-killing information assault like it was a mild inconvenience.]

[What truly shattered him was this: in under one second, during what should have been a state of total cognitive paralysis, you had chained Phantom Night Parade into Ten Shadows Technique into Limitless into Cursed Technique Reversal: Nagihiru Kinkou, and capped it with New Shadow Style: Simple Domain.]

[Five devastatingly complex techniques and disciplines, woven together without a single seam.]

[Gojo ground his teeth, staring at your expressionless face, a howl of indignation raging behind his ribs. You call that being impaired by Unlimited Void’s information overload?!]

[You didn’t get impaired! You took the garbage data I pumped into your brain and used it as fuel to overclock yourself!]

[But before that shock and wounded pride could leave his mouth...]

[Your wrist turned, unhurried. The blade carved a cold arc through the air.]

[And then Asakirimaru, came to rest against the artery on the side of his neck. Steady. Not a single tremor.]

[The domain’s otherworldly light played across the flat of the blade and reflected back the cold, composed eyes behind your glasses.]

[You regarded the young man before you, his arrogance frozen solid, every shred of bravado snuffed out in an instant, and spoke in the mild, unhurried tone of an elder correcting a child.]

["Satoru. During a fight... try not to be so naive."]

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