NOVEL NEXT Chapter 9: Chapter 8 On-Lyne
Chaos was a symphony...
That's the best way to explain this.
There it was, Sukuna with his devilish grin, painting his lips. His voice rang out amidst the chaos, with the background orchestra being gunfire and panicked yells from goons, as he intoned, "Wake up in the morning feeling like P.Diddy.♫"
Behind him, Gojo, YES, that Gojo, shot at anyone who dared to aim sights, singing in perfect harmony, while he dispatched an unlucky thug with a single strike, "Grab my glasses, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this city.♫"
Sukuna grabbed two goons by their gold chains, crashing them along with bone-breaking force before jamming all the guns he could, "Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack.♫"
Gojo's body shimmered with blue energy as he propelled forward. Five men hit the ground before they could even catch him with their sight. "Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't comin' back.♫"
"KINGPIN!!!" Sukuna took a deep breath and yelled with all his might, "I'M GOING TO JUJUTSU ALL OVER YOUR KAISEN!
*STOP*
Now, you may be wondering, how did I get myself into this crazy situation?
Well... It all started when:
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*ACHOO!!!*
"Is someone talking about me?" Sukuna muttered, rubbing his nose as he curled his hands into a different, unfamiliar position. "It doesn't matter." with his cursed energy swirling ominously, he mumbled, "Kon."
*AWOOO*
From the shadows, two wolf-like shikigami emerged, "DANG IT," Sukuna cursed, "I really need to pray for more cursed energy because." The dogs dissipated into ink, "I can probably use them for like 20 minutes before running dry."
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DING DING
Mission completed!
Make a name for yourself!
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"Oh... that was fast..."
Today... was a good day. Sukuna gazed up with pride, and his chest swelling like a conqueror of old Europe. "I still can't believe it..." Sukuna just got a really good deal with some crazy negotiation skills (Intimidation), and he completed the mission, so now he has 1 more Gacha spin he is going to save for later on.
The faint glow of a neon sign buzzed above him, "After so much hard work and after stealing so much money from random thugs, I finally made it." Sukuna left a small tear that the wind carried.
The cartel above didn't say anything, but Sukuna was already imagining it "Malevolent Barbershop." there were many things left to do, but this was just the first step before he could just settle down, hunt thugs, and slowly become stronger.
He was so happy, and there was nothing that the world could do to change it-
*KSSSHHHHK*
An arrogant yet carefree voice echoed in the place, as the sound of the recently broken crystal being stepped on echoed, "Ugh... having to do this once more is tedious. Yo, tell me your boss is, and I'll let you live."
Sukuna's eyes narrowed as he turned toward the sound. There, standing amid the mess of his barbershop, was a familiar figure-- a figure that everyone could recognize, wearing his usual dark blue zip-up jacket with a high collar, snow-white hair, and blue eyes framing his nonchalant face.
He toyed with a bloodied thug at his feet, spinning him as if he was making a ragdoll video before slamming him into the ground.
The guy on the ground yelled, spattering him with blood, "Never!"
The newcomer just slammed him in the head once more, knocking him down and making an even bigger mess than this initially was.
Normally, Sukuna would have killed both of them without even thinking about it, but the sight made Sukuna freeze. His jaw hung open as his mind struggled to understand what he was seeing.
He cleaned his eyes once and twice, managing to mumble under his disbelief, "Bro, the heck are you doing here??? Did you get to the wrong bus stop for your verse?"
After turning his head, the stranger mumbled, bewildered, "Babykuna???
Sukuna hissed, brimming with menace, "Hell naww, no one is calling me like that, Divided one."
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They looked at each other, with their eyes never leaving each other. Gojo was the first to speak, "Are you from Earth?
They met gazes, and then, as if the universe itself held its breath, the world slowed down so this event could happen. The first to react after that comment was Gojo, who curiously tilted his head, "Are you... from Earth?"
Sukuna scoffed, "You dumbass, WE are in Earth!
He was sure he understood what he meant by that question, yet he evaded it... "Prove it. Say something only someone from my Earth would understand."
The two men locked in, like predators sizing each other up. Their playful demeanors evaporated, growing deathly serious; their jawline remarked, their muscles accentuated, and both struck the most bizarre pose you could see.
Go/jo: "Do you like femboys because they look like women, or do you like women because they look like femboys?"
Fraudkuna: "There are only two sexes, the one I did to your mom and the one I did to your dad."
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*Image*
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I will die now, cya till the next week!
Why a 'Gojo' that is also a 'player'?
Average random interaction between Gojo and Sukuna:
Gojo: Hey, Hey Sukuna, look under there!
Sukuna: Under where?!
Gojo: Haha, I made you say underwear.
"Twin meteors. Recoil. The scale of the dragon."
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The offscreener one, "Damn... With the fade I gave him... now he looks like the Nike logo."