Jujutsu Kaisen: Reborn as Potential Man. [Completed]

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This is a non canon Omake

It wasn't made by me, it was made by a chad called 'koss' over at Questionable Questing and all Credit goes to him

I asked him for permission before sending it to you guys, I found it to be fun so I decided that it would be a shame for the rest of my viewers to not read it!

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Year 2156 - Megumi Zen'in

More than a century of living through my second chance has been very kind to me so far. Besides the fact of being surrounded by the people I desired to protect, I have also managed to make unexpected connections in these years.

I take another swig of sake from my favourite cursed object. 

'One of my smartest decisions was having this limitless bottle of booze made~ I just have to make sure Shoko doesn't steal it and make it pour Heineken again…'

As I relax beneath a blooming Sakura tree, Akane walks into the courtyard.

She comes and sits beside me. "Honey, those Alliance people are calling you. They are saying it's an emergency"

I raise an eyebrow, "What did they say it was for?" I grumble. "I swear, if they are calling me to terraform another colony with tranquil deer, I will eat them."

Akane giggles as she swats my arm, the action now more than familiar. After all, being married to her for more than a century has made me used to her antics. Who would have thought the deadly kunoichi would have a playful side?

"No silly, you made it clear that they can hire some other sorcerer for menial jobs like that even if it takes them much longer to complete," she says. "They said something about a small fleet being destroyed."

"Huh? That is… Interesting." So it finally happened?

After the Shibuya Incident and the whole debacle after it, my meeting with the UN and the world leaders ignited a fire under their asses. The realisation that the 'supernatural' was real made those fools reevaluate their standing and policies on earth.

Shortly after it, and with the help of a few pulled strings I managed to steer them in a good direction. A few decades of negotiation and politics later, the Systems Alliance was born.

Why the Systems Alliance you may ask? Well, that is because humanity is no longer bound to earth. With the introduction of cursed energy to the brighter minds of humanity, many things were made possible.

The first breakthrough was surprisingly done by Mechamaru. Trying to create a material that could channel cursed energy better for his cursed puppets, he managed to discover a room-temperature superconductor.

That was only the first discovery, however, the one that introduced the application of Cursed Energy into the more mundane world. Soon after with sorcerers being born more often, that whole 'Cursed Technology' thing took off like a rocket… oftentimes literally.

Back on topic, however. Soon after Shibuya humanity found through satellite imagery a large device near Pluto, the thing obviously alien. After a few years of technological advancement, we finally reached it and activated it.

The labcoats began calling it a 'Relay' after finding out it was a type of wormhole/portal, which gave me a vague sense of déjà vu.

Anyways, 'blah blah blah', activated portal, 'blah blah blah', found a habitable planet, 'blah blah blah'. Long story short, humanity is now firmly in the space age. And while careful in its expansion and ascension, there was always a sword of Damocles above humanity's head.

After all, the relay is obviously alien tech. This made technological advancement paramount, the threat of meeting a not so friendly alien race being frightening, to say the least.

I shake off my thoughts and nod to Akane. "Alright, I'll go see what they want." I break away from her and give her a small kiss. "I'll be back after dealing with their shit, I'll also drag Satoru and Sukuna since I won't be able to attend our daily fight."

With a wave and a goodbye, I make my way out of the Zen'in compound. Glancing around all the while I take in the sights that would have been fitting in a sci-fi movie.

The servants bow to me as I walk past. My eyes flicker to some who carry different cybernetics. A metallic arm leaking cursed energy carried by a retired sorcerer, a small data port on a maid's neck, artificial eyes for another.

These sights have become very common nowadays, Transhumanism has become a very popular philosophy with the advent of such technological advancements. Doubly so given the fact that Cursed Energy has become known to everyone.

Many people seek to bridge the gap between the mundane and the sorcerer society, oftentimes to great success.

Grade 4 and Grade 3 sorcerers have become a dime a dozen, many taking the classification simply by virtue of being 'superhuman' be it through Cursed Energy, Cybernetics, or both.

The need for Windows has also basically disappeared, the ability to create surveillance equipment able to detect cursed energy making the point of them existing moot. Most of the people who have enough Cursed Energy to see curses but not much else, now choose to implant Cyberware and join the ranks of sorcerers.

Walking outside of the compound, I enter my personal car. The vehicle The body is unmistakably high-end, some variation of a neo-retro luxury vehicle, with soft blue underglow lights casting a halo around the cab as it idles. Its glossy black paint catches the ambient natural lighting.

Stepping closer, I notice the tiny sensors embedded around the vehicle, monitoring the environment with near-sentient precision. They're subtle, almost unnoticeable, just small round bulges where the body panels meet, but to my senses obvious. The door slides open automatically with a smooth, hydraulic hum, inviting me in.

Inside, it's a whole other world. The leather seats, a deep charcoal colour with blue stitching, look as if they've never been touched by a human hand, likely because they haven't. Every inch of the interior is pristine, almost clinical.

With an electronic humm, the screen on the back of the driver's seat comes to life. The Image of a pale bald man wearing a suit greeting me. "Good morning Sir Zen'in, where would you like to go today?"

"Take me to Jujutsu HQ Delamain." I tell the A.I

"Of course sir, we will be arriving within 20 minutes. Please help yourself to refreshments meanwhile." with a bit of static the screen turns off.

Deciding to take up the offer of refreshments I browse the small minifridge, picking a bottle of cider. While I have adapted to 'Hunger' a long time ago, I still enjoy the taste.

Grabbing my Agent, what is essentially the evolution of the smartphone, a device that is small but carries everything 'digital', I call Satoru.

"Yo~ what's up Megumi? Isn't it a bit early for our fight? I told you I'd be there in the evening." I snort.

"Not calling about that, well kind of. The Alliance guys called me since one of their fleets activating a relay got destroyed."

"Ohh? So it finally happened huh? Did they explain anything?" Gojo asks.

"That's where I'm going right now, one of the ships managed to escape and all of its data is being kept secret for now." He hummed as if saying 'Of course' "The reason I'm calling is so you and Sukuna come as well. Odds are we are going to take a field trip together."

I can almost feel the grin through the call, "Ohohoho~ I'll be sure to bring our superstar with us!"

Hanging up the call with a smirk, I settle down in my seat and watch the city fly by.

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A few hours later

"Alright, Boy Scouts!" I yell out from the pilot's seat, two arms handling the controls while two others press switches. "We will be above Shanxi in a few minutes, Intel says that their fleet made a beeline for the colony there! Our job is to stop them- well officially it is to delay them until the fleet arrives, but those are semantics!"

As I say that I can see Gojo strapped in his chair raising a hand.

"Yes, Satoru?" I ask.

"When did you learn to fly a spaceship?" he asks, confused.

I wave one of my arms dismissively, "Don't worry about it, If you really wanna know I adapted to it."

Snort "That's bullshit and we all know it." Sukuna says with two arms crossed and two resting on his legs.

I grin, "Well I'll tell you later, We are about to get there!"

The spaceship starts to shake, the blinding iridescent lights in the front flashing as we exit hyperspace.

With a final flash of light that bothers none of us, we enter reality again. The ship's V.I. working quickly to analyse the situation and determine targets.

"Enemy fleet located, ETA to engagement zone 34 seconds"

Grinning I see the fleet made out of half a dozen ships, most classified as frigates by the V.I. with one cruiser among them.

Grabbing the thrust lever, I slowly push it forwards. The ship's engines roared as we accelerated at a rate that would make a normal person faint.

"Recalculation… ETA 12 seconds"

Ignoring the computer, I make micro-adjustments to the direction we are heading.

Gojo immediately speaks up. "Uh… Megumi? You might wanna turn a bit we-"

He is interrupted by the emergency alarm blaring, "Attention! Imminent collision in 6 seconds, 5, 4…"

Grinning like a madman I start to chuckle. "Hehehe… hehehehHAHAHAHA!"

Gojo frantically holds onto his seatbelt as his 'supereyes™' can see where this is heading. "MEGUMI TURN! TUUUUURN!!"

On his side, Sukuna's grin matches mine as he roars in laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU ARE INSANE!"

I stop laughing to respond. "DON'T WORRY I HAVE ADAPTED TO SPACE!"

"WHAT ABOUT US YOU-" Gojo is interrupted by our collision with the enemy flagship.

As I am thrown violently out of the small spaceship we rode on, in the absolute silence of space I can see the aftermath of the collision.

'Explosion really is art…'

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Author's Note:

Honestly, most of the World Building aspects for how Jujutsu Society grew is pretty accurate to what I had in mind.

No Aliens or Mass Effect shit in my version tho, that's too much of a pain in the ass

But hey, it's a fun concept. Again, made by koss over at Questionable Questing! All credit to that Mad Lad!