Thug POV:
'I was blessed by a God.'
I remember that day where I met God, a being who changed my life for good.
I try to remember his face, but I can't. All I can remember is a small figure with immense speed and power knocking me out cold.
Since then, a strange energy seems to flow from this mark on my shoulder, strengthening me.
It's nothing insignificant; someone like me, who has never worked out a day in his life, could physically perform beyond a professional athlete by using this energy.
That wasn't the end. A day afterward, I managed to awaken an ability that used this strange energy as fuel.
The Innate knowledge that came with it made it very clear what this newfound power was.
The power to manipulate & control people.
'I may have slightly exaggerated the ability; in truth, I can only imbue mental suggestions within people. It had to be simple, and it couldn't be a suggestion that went against who they were as a person.'
(Example: trying to make a diehard vegan eat meat)
'If only I had more of this strange energy, then I could do so much more.'
Still, just gaining this power made it clear that I was blessed by a God.
No, there isn't any god who would let me use the powers he granted the way I have been.
'It must have been the devil.'
Anyway, regardless of who that figure is I know what I will do with my life.
'Screw whatever heroes in comics say.'
'With great power comes great responsibility right?'
'Then, with the power I have been granted, I will take it all. I will make my life easy by controlling everyone.' The thug began to chuckle sinisterly
Thinking of the ways life completely flipped itself since that day, I could only let out an internal prayer to that great figure not to take what he gave me.
Using my ability to control people, my life has become quite splendid. Through force, I managed to gain a few servants with a lot of monetary value.
They bought me a new TV, clothes, and food at this new restaurant that opened up.
'It was indeed hard to get all these servants, but now that I have, I am essentially a king.'
'Now all I need is a woman to enjoy this new life with.'
It can't just be any woman; she needs to be attractive and smart. I also need her to be fun, but most importantly, she must be submissive.
'Now that I think about it, the submissive part doesn't really matter, I can make her submissive hehe.'
Walking around, I began to let my eyes roam around, it really is splendid. I don't even have to think about what they would want, because I am just going to take it.
'Isn't this the responsibility of 'the strongest'? To take what they want, whenever they want.'
Hedonism was essentially oozing off of this thug, as the world began to open new possibilities for this newly awakened sorcerer.
"Wow look at you girl, you are a little pale but you definitely have the looks" I said while approaching a girl from behind. I had been scouting her out for a while.
Despite it being my first time asking a girl out I wasn't nervous.
I had no reason to be when approaching a less than who wasn't blessed by god.
"Hello" She responded quietly.
Watching her turn around, I was shocked, she really was pale, and her bob-cut hairstyle was off-putting. Her eyes seemed dead, and I felt uneasy just being around her, but that wasn't the oddest part.
It was the massive scar at the top of her head that seemed to be stitched apart.
'Why am I being nervous around this girl? Am I afraid of her? No she is a normal person, how dare she make me feel so uneasy'
'She Courts Death'
[Author Note: I had to, the Chinese Writer within me saw the chance]
I gripped her hand and activated my ability while demanding, "Follow me, shut up, and don't make any unnecessary actions".
"..." Seeing her stay quiet, I realize my ability must have worked; typically, it doesn't work when I am that direct about the suggestion.
'I let my emotions get control of me, what if it didn't work, and she just called the police on me?'
While I was having these thoughts I led her to an alley way, she followed quietly seeming to obey the order I gave her.
"Is that your cursed technique? Controlling people, it's a strong technique to bad your horrid reserves and efficiency make it worthless. You probably can't even control non sorcerers." Suddenly the woman who was following me began to talk once we reached the alleyway.
"W-What you didn't fall under my control" My voice cracked a little. I responded as the unease from earlier began to crawl back.
'Impossible, impossible. There is no way she managed to resist my ability, and why was she referring to it as a cursed technique, does she know more about this power'
'... No, she didn't resist my cursed technique. I was too blatant with my first suggestion, and the mental suggestion didn't work. I should be more subtle about it'
"Tell me what you know about cursed techniques" If I ask a simple question and don't make demands the ability should work.
"You're not a normal sorcerer, typically cursed energy is stored, and generated from the gut but from you I feel it all welling up on your shoulder."
"Is this a heavenly restriction? Or did someone mess with your body? When did you awaken?"
'Even if my ability-no cursed technique doesn't work I still can just strengthen myself. She seems dangerous, my ability doesn't work on her and she knows too much. I'll just kill her and control one of my servants to take the fall when the police investigate'
The moment I made my decision I didn't hesitate, I've done this before without god's blessing so what's going to be different now.
I charged at the woman, and raised a knife I had hidden in my pocket.
'One stab to the head, and—'
Suddenly my arm wielding the knife was gone, and I was being pressed to the ground by some external force.
"My cursed technique is Anti-gravity system, when I use the reversal technique it becomes gravity. Actually why am I even bothering to explain to you? You can't understand anything"
"M-My arm p-please spare me"
"I promise not to do anything more, I'm just curious about how you awakened"
"I-it was a person. I remember trying to mug some short person before he knocked me out with tremendous speed and power. When I woke up later I had this strange mark on my shoulder, and the strange energy flowed from there."
"A person did this? Do you remember what they looked like, how tall they were?"
"No, I can't remember anything else about them other than that they were short."
"Ok, well I have some advice for you"
"A-advice" Is this woman going to teach me about this strange energy?
"When you are making a promise with someone and want to ensure they actually follow through on it, make a binding vow" Before I could even understand what a binding vow was, the woman's hand pierced through my neck.
I could feel warm blood flowing through my neck, as everything began to fade.
'... Damn… it … my …. chance …. at ... a ....perfect...…. life'
"When I heard a special grade curse managed to manifest outside of Japan I was curious, managing to convince Jin to let me take a trip was pretty hard."
"Looks like I found something interesting to study before I go back. To make a non sorcerer into a sorcerer, I wonder what I will find from this"
Like that, an ancient sorcerer of 1000 years finally makes an appearance.
Kenjaku
[Author note: I hope no one thought this bozo was going to be a relevant character. He existed solely to introduce Kenjaku into the plot.]
Futago POV:
The low hum of the plane filled the cabin.
The private plane of the Kamo clan was packed. Thankfully the grade 1 sorcerers, and Daizen had our own quiet section.
For once, no one was fighting.
No curses. No blood. Just the dull, constant noise of the engine.
"Hey Bunma where did you bury Riku exactly, when I go to America again I might visit the grave if I'm around" Mei Mei asked, I don't think she actually was interested, rather she just wanted to start a conversation
"Right where he died, it's a shame about him we didn't expect the special grade curse to be that strong"
"He wasn't that strong, it's because of that cursed tool that worked in sync with his cursed technique" I added, honestly Jason wasn't very strong. Without that cursed tool he had no offensive options except punch and kick.
"Bunma are you alright, I know you and Riku are friends who did missions together quite often"
"Friends? Outside of missions, we never really spoke to each other, he disdained my hobbies and I disdained him as a person"
Bunma leaned back in his seat, arms crossed behind his head, staring at the ceiling for a moment before glancing toward us.
"So," he started casually, "What hobbies do you guys have? Starting with…. The twins!"
"Training" The both of us answered in tandem.
That was the immediate answer.
"That's it," I said.
"Same," Tomogui added without much thought.
Bunma raised an eyebrow.
"That's it?"
Neither of us responded.
"What, no hobbies? No downtime? You're kids."
"We train," I repeated. "There's no reason to do anything else."
'I already watched all the famous and interesting shows in my first life'
Tomogui nodded beside me.
"Yeah… pretty much."
Bunma stared at us for a second longer, then let out a quiet exhale.
"Then what are you working toward?"
This time, I answered immediately.
"To learn as much about Jujutsu as possible. I want to reach the pinnacle of sorcery"
No hesitation.
The words came out naturally.
Across from us, Daizen gave a small, approving nod.
"As expected," he said. "With your talent, that is the only correct answer."
I didn't respond. It was obvious Daizen would want me to use my talent for the clan.
Tomogui stayed quiet.
Bunma's gaze shifted to him.
"And you?"
Tomogui blinked.
"Me?"
"Yeah. Same question."
Tomogui hesitated.
"I mean, I want to be strong. Obviously."
"I enjoy learning about Jujutsu, I don't really know what I want to do with my strength"
"That's not an answer, I asked what you are working toward, not what you enjoy" Bunma pressed on.
"...I guess I don't know what I want with my life" The realization stung a little.
Mei Mei, who had been half-listening the entire time, let out a small scoff.
"Expecting a 10 year old to be able to answer something like that is odd. Still there is one clear purpose to everything that you should consider."
We all looked toward her.
"Jujutsu, Cursed energy, even cursed techniques are all things we train in for one purpose…" she said plainly. "Money"
She crossed her legs, completely uninterested in the discussion.
"With enough money you can live a completely perfect life. The only reason I do sorcery, is for the money, not for any self fulfilling reason or purpose"
"…That's it?" Bunma asked.
"That's it."
No hesitation. No doubt.
Simple.
Daizen spoke next.
"You're all overcomplicating things."
His tone was firm, but not harsh.
"As members of the Kamo clan, your purpose is already decided."
Tomogui looked up slightly.
"To strengthen the clan. To uphold its legacy. To pass it on."
Daizen's gaze settled on me.
"Everything you do should serve that. Don't be like that capricious heir of the Gojo clan"
"I don't mind serving the clan, as long as it makes my life comfortable" I responded.
Honestly I don't really care if the clan is misogynistic, murderous, traitorous, and has Kenjaku's influence.
As long as they don't mess with me, and make my life easy, I can stay with them.
Plus they have a lot of knowledge about Jujutsu I can study. I'm already close to getting access to the hidden archives about the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings.
"Trust that the clan will always treat prospect special grades like you with the reverence they should have. How about you Tomogui?" Daizen responded again
"I also will stay with the clan" I responded though I wasn't really paying attention to him at all.
'Why am I alive, for what purpose?'
'I don't really care much to try and reach the pinnacle of Jujutsu like Futago, I just want to be strong enough'
'I lack a goal, something clear I want to achieve. So what do I do about it, do I just set some arbitrary goal and decide that will be my life's purpose?'
'Or will the answer just come to me eventually? Futago got his answer after spending an entire life in a world without Jujutsu, and deciding that with his new life, he would pursue Jujutsu.'
'Do I just have to wait until I grow up and some purpose/goal finds me.'