The beach had gone completely silent.
The golden light still covered the sky.
Nobody knew where Takeru had run off to.
Then—
The atmosphere changed.
Everyone felt it.
A presence.
Heavy.
Vast.
Almost impossible to comprehend.
Maki immediately stood up.
Hakari's expression became serious.
Both Gojo's looked toward the sky.
Both Sukuna's stopped talking.
Even Kenjaku narrowed his eyes.
"What is that?"
The golden sky pulsed.
Then something began descending.
Slowly.
Almost peacefully.
A person.
He floated down from the sky and landed gently on the sand.
THUMP.
Everyone stared.
He was a young man.
Tall.
Very tall.
His black hair was slightly messy, as if he'd just gotten out of bed and somehow made it look intentional.
Sharp facial features.
A defined jawline.
A handsome face that looked almost sculpted.
He wore completely ordinary clothes.
Nothing flashy.
Nothing supernatural-looking.
Yet the moment he stood there, everyone could feel it.
Massive cursed energy.
And beneath that overwhelming presence was something even stranger.
His body.
He had the physical presence of someone with a Heavenly Restriction comparable to Toji's.
Ridiculous physical potential.
Speed.
Strength.
Reflexes.
And then—
His eyes opened fully.
Six Eyes.
Both Gojo's stared.
"…Six Eyes?"
One of them looked genuinely confused.
"How?"
The newcomer simply looked around.
Maki narrowed her eyes.
"Who are you?"
Hakari stepped beside her.
"Yeah. Who exactly are you?"
The young man looked at both of them.
He seemed completely relaxed.
Then he smiled.
"The universe made a guy to beat Takeru's ass…"
He pointed at himself.
"…and that guy was me."
Silence.
Maki blinked.
"…What?"
Hakari stared.
"You were literally created to beat Takeru?"
The young man nodded.
"Pretty much."
One of the Gojo's looked him up and down.
Six Eyes.
Heavenly Restriction-level physical ability.
Massive cursed energy.
"…That's ridiculous."
The young man shrugged.
"I've heard that before."
Sukuna smirked.
"Interesting."
Kenjaku's eyes narrowed.
"A being specifically created to oppose Takeru…"
The newcomer looked toward him.
"Yep."
Then he looked around the beach again.
"Where is he?"
Everyone pointed in the same direction.
"Running away."
The young man stared.
"…Seriously?"
Hakari laughed.
"Yep."
Maki crossed her arms.
"You're apparently the one person he's scared of."
The young man grinned.
"Good."
He looked toward the horizon.
"I've been waiting for this."
Meanwhile, several miles away—
Takeru suddenly stopped running.
He looked behind himself.
"…I feel something."
He narrowed his eyes.
"…Something REALLY strong."
A chill ran down his spine.
Takeru slowly turned around.
"No."
He started running again.
"NOPE!"