Ryomen Sukuna lifted his foot away from Itadori Yuji's body.
Itadori Yuji had no strength left, but still shouted:
"What's wrong, Sukuna?!"
"Running away?!"
Ryomen Sukuna answered indifferently:
"I'm no longer interested in you."
"Your potential indeed exceeded my expectations."
"But you don't know how to use it."
"You possess such an excellent environment for growth within the Dream Walk Migration, yet you've only learned a single application of your Cursed Technique."
"Your ignorance disgusts me."
"As you are now, you're no longer worthy of being killed by me."
"Get lost."
"Su-ku-na—!"
"...Dismantle."
Ryomen Sukuna waved casually.
Itadori Yuji quietly prepared for death.
Like hell he was dying!
He immediately rolled away.
A slash appeared exactly where he had been lying.
Had he hesitated even for an instant, he would have been cut in half.
He struggled to stand, failed twice, and collapsed again.
Seeing such a miserable sight, Ryomen Sukuna felt only—
Impatience.
"Haven't you even learned Reverse Cursed Technique?"
"No wonder you've been desperately dodging my attacks."
"I thought you feared Cleave."
"It turns out you simply don't know Reverse Cursed Technique."
Easy for you to say!
Itadori Yuji panted heavily.
To reach Ryomen Sukuna's physical level in only two months, he had abandoned improvements in every other area.
He knew Reverse Cursed Technique would greatly enhance his combat ability.
But he simply lacked the points.
In the original work, Itadori Yuji learned Reverse Cursed Technique only after consuming the Death Painting Wombs and receiving instruction from experts.
Even then, he succeeded only at the very end.
Compared to Reverse Cursed Technique, however, a single gigantic slash solved nearly every problem.
Without realizing it, he had become dependent on it.
He had lost the motivation to learn anything else.
Itadori Yuji was about to shout again when—
Boom!
A meteor from the sky landed between him and Ryomen Sukuna.
The entire world seemed to tremble.
Itadori Yuji, who had finally regained his footing, was knocked to the ground again.
Dust exploded into the air.
The devastated battlefield transformed into a giant curtain of smoke.
A shockwave rolled Itadori Yuji away like a ball until he finally escaped the dust cloud.
He raised his soot-covered hand.
Within the smoke, a hand wrapped in mysterious energy slowly moved.
Then—
Whoosh!
A storm erupted from nowhere.
The dust disappeared instantly.
Itadori Yuji's heart pounded wildly.
Fear?
Excitement?
He couldn't tell.
Finally, the person who had descended with the meteor revealed herself.
"You've got to be kidding me..."
The Rider of Heaven stood before Ryomen Sukuna.
Ryomen Sukuna curled his lips.
"What an interesting toy, Yorozu."
"I never expected that after a thousand years, you would achieve so many breakthroughs."
"That power isn't Cursed Energy, is it?"
"How did you do it?"
"Yorozu?"
Itadori Yuji cried out in disbelief.
"Could it be..."
"Sister Fushiguro?!"
The eyes depicted on the Rider of Heaven's faceplate shifted slightly.
Her voice rang like thunder mixed with tolling bells.
"Lord Sukuna, now no one can disturb our battle."
"Have you finished forging the Cursed Tool?" Ryomen Sukuna asked.
"It was completed long ago," Rider of Heaven answered.
"According to our agreement, if you defeat me, I will present the Cursed Tool."
"But if I defeat you..."
She paused.
In the original agreement between Wan and Ryomen Sukuna, victory would allow her to demand marriage.
But the current Yorozu was a fusion of an ancient soul and a modern one.
Tsumiki Fushiguro no longer cared about marriage.
To her, this battle was simply—
Settling accounts.
As for exactly what account was being settled, even she wasn't certain.
Ryomen Sukuna casually replied:
"Then I'll grant whatever wish you desire."
The Rider of Heaven froze.
That's right.
As long as she won, she could obtain any answer she desired.
For example—
"No eating people."
"No throwing tantrums."
"No attacking others unless they threaten you."
"Follow modern laws."
"And if someone hurts you, immediately call the police."
She muttered quietly.
Ryomen Sukuna sneered.
"Do you take me for a child born in a peaceful era, Yorozu?"
The Rider of Heaven laughed.
Laughing at her own foolishness.
That's right.
Ryomen Sukuna was not Fushiguro Megumi.
Megumi might constantly get into trouble and fights, but kindness still existed in his heart.
Ryomen Sukuna was different.
He was peerlessly egotistical.
Pure evil.
A man like him could never peacefully live in modern society.
After all, he was the sort of sorcerer capable of manifesting an open Domain Expansion.
Therefore—
The only way to make him remain in modern society was—
"Then my condition is..."
"Please go to the afterlife."
Ryomen Sukuna's smile became savage.
"Now that's..."
"More like it."
In the next instant, without any warning, Ryomen Sukuna raised his hand.
"Dismantle—!"
[Rider of Heaven]
Officially designated as [Kamen Rider: Cronus].
Punching power: 110 tons.
Kicking power: 120 tons.
Jumping height: 96 meters.
The official stats above were all made up.
It wasn't that the staff behind Kamen Rider Ex-Aid filled in the numbers randomly. Rather, after Tsumiki Fushiguro truly pulled this armor from fantasy into reality, she realized that those stats had originally been made up by the Kamen Rider itself.
Tsumiki Fushiguro had strictly followed the settings from the tokusatsu series when creating this armor. The birth of the Rider of Heaven meant that the original programming had already been generated within the Dream Walk Migration, and the Rider of Heaven's Buggle Driver was precisely a Driver capable of performing special operations within the game world.
What did this mean?
It meant that as long as one's programming ability was sufficient, the Rider of Heaven could be used like a cheat trainer.
As the strongest Construction Sorcerer in a thousand years, Tsumiki Fushiguro happened to possess the greatest programming ability for this [game world]. In this regard, even Mahito, who possessed the Six Eyes, could not compare to her.
This was also the reason she had initially targeted Zi-O. It wasn't arrogance. Rather, if there truly was one person in this world capable of manifesting Zi-O into reality, then that person would undoubtedly be Wan.
But Zi-O was impossible; its settings were simply too outrageous. Tsumiki Fushiguro had tried countless times without sensing even the slightest possibility.
As for Muteki Gamer from Kamen Rider Ex-Aid, the amount of calculation required was too terrifying. If she had ten more years, Tsumiki Fushiguro might have had confidence, but with only a few months, she had none.
Thus, after repeatedly lowering her standards, the Rider of Heaven entered her list of options.
And now, she had finally reproduced it.
Click.
[Time Stop]
This was likely the first time anyone in the world had witnessed what Ryomen Sukuna's slash actually looked like.
The Rider of Heaven walked forward slowly, almost as if she were walking a runway. She slightly tilted her body. Ryomen Sukuna's slash was right there—an invisible blade frozen in place, passing by the Rider of Heaven's side.
The Rider of Heaven's active duration was ten minutes.
However, these ten minutes referred to real-world time, not the Rider of Heaven's subjective time.
In other words, during Time Stop, this time limit would not decrease.
This was why Tsumiki Fushiguro had specifically established in the Binding Vow that even if the overall power of the fantasy had to be weakened, its core ability absolutely had to remain intact.
And the core ability of the Rider of Heaven—
Was Time Stop.
From this moment onward—
Only the Rider of Heaven could move.
This was true temporal suspension.
The Rider of Heaven approached Ryomen Sukuna.
She carefully observed his expression and realized that he wasn't as relaxed as he pretended to be. His powerful body still carried wounds left behind by Black Flash strikes, wounds that even Reverse Cursed Technique had not fully healed.
During his battle with Itadori Yuji, Ryomen Sukuna must have suffered multiple direct Black Flash hits, to the point that even his mastery of Reverse Cursed Technique could not restore him completely.
Yet his expression remained arrogant.
He had two faces, but neither pair of eyes spared even a glance toward Itadori Yuji.
At this moment, all of Ryomen Sukuna's attention belonged completely to her.
That arrogant smile.
That high-spirited fighting spirit.
Those icy eyes.
At this moment—
"They belong entirely to me," Tsumiki Fushiguro softly murmured.
She had always been calm. During these two months of contact, she had never been influenced by the fanaticism of the Ancient Sorcerer Yorozu.
But at this moment, a fire suddenly ignited within her heart.
A massive flame instantly illuminated her entire being and flowed through her limbs and bones.
This wasn't Cursed Energy—while in the Rider of Heaven state, possessing Cursed Energy was impossible.
This was overwhelming spiritual power.
A spiritual power that made her—
—boil with killing intent!
"Lord Sukuna..."
Her voice, which had always been calm, now sounded hoarse, like words spilling from lips pushed beyond the limits of fanaticism.
She said:
"I... have come to kill you!"
Click.
A clock face appeared beneath the Rider of Heaven's feet.
As the clock emerged, the Rider of Heaven lifted her leg. She raised her knee but didn't kick directly. Instead, she traced a circular trajectory around Ryomen Sukuna, who remained frozen within Time Stop. The clock's hand moved alongside her movement, recording the path of the Rider of Heaven's strike.
One full revolution.
Click.
The clock returned to zero.
This was both the starting point and the final destination.
This was—
[Critical Crews-Aid]!
Bang—!
Within Time Stop, the Rider of Heaven's roundhouse kick struck Ryomen Sukuna.
The unknown energy carried by the kick exploded instantly.
Half of Sukuna's body was engulfed in game-like explosion effects. Yet these effects were not mere visuals—they were truly embedded within his body, causing his insides to explode as though a rain of blood were about to fall.
But before any blood could descend, both the explosion effects and Ryomen Sukuna's shattered body froze in midair.
Tsumiki Fushiguro turned her back and said in a hoarse voice:
"Lord Sukuna, from now on... you are Out of Print."
Click.
Time began to flow once more.
Boom!
A tremendous explosion erupted behind the Rider of Heaven.
Ryomen Sukuna was swallowed by the blast and sent flying.
From Sukuna's perspective, he probably had no idea what had happened.
He had only just used Dismantle, but before the attack could even reach the Rider of Heaven, he had already suffered a fatal strike.
Both faces exploded simultaneously.
His body was blown apart.
The giant mouth on his abdomen flew away.
Even his firmly planted legs were torn from the ground.
Chunks of Ryomen Sukuna's flesh scattered everywhere.
He had truly—
—been blown to pieces.
In the distance, Itadori Yuji widened his eyes in complete shock.
He hadn't seen the Rider of Heaven move at all.
From his perspective, Ryomen Sukuna had just uttered the word "Dismantle," and then, like a PowerPoint transition, the scene instantly changed to the Rider of Heaven standing with her back to Sukuna while Ryomen Sukuna exploded.
Aside from disbelief, instinctive fear surged within him.
If it had been another Kamen Rider, Itadori Yuji might not have known the settings.
But he happened to know the Rider of Heaven.
After all, it came from a 2017 series. Just last year, Kamen Rider tokusatsu had been extremely popular. At the time, Itadori Yuji had still been an ordinary middle school student, so naturally he had watched it.
Because of that, despite the absurd scene before him, he understood the truth.
Time Stop!
This had to be Time Stop!
This was Kamen Rider Cronus's iconic ability.
Back when he watched the Rider of Heaven's first transformation and saw Critical Crews-Aid unleashed inside Time Stop, he had merely thought the villain looked terrifying.
But he had never imagined just how despair-inducing it would be if such a being actually appeared.
It wasn't merely terrifying.
It was absolute despair!
Wasn't this basically invincible?!
The Rider of Heaven walked toward Itadori Yuji.
She raised her hand, intending to cancel her transformation.
For her, the battle was already over.
Ryomen Sukuna had been blown to pieces.
How could it not be over?
She wanted to talk with Itadori Yuji. She knew he was Fushiguro Megumi's best friend, and by extension, she naturally held a favorable impression of him.
But before she could do so, Itadori Yuji's widened eyes stopped her.
Naturally, he had felt fear and awe toward the Rider of Heaven. Such emotions were normal.
Had it ended there, she wouldn't have been shaken.
But it didn't.
The fear and alertness in Itadori Yuji's eyes lasted only an instant.
To put it kindly, he was carefree and broad-minded.
To put it bluntly, he was a little simple-minded.
Although he initially felt fear and vigilance, he quickly dismissed them because this was Fushiguro Megumi's sister.
There was no need to remain wary.
Therefore, the object of Itadori Yuji's vigilance was not the Rider of Heaven.
Sensing something, the Rider of Heaven slowly turned around.
The flesh and blood that had been blasted apart had somehow turned into black liquid and pooled upon the ground.
These black liquids gathered together, forming a dark puddle.
A sinister Cursed Energy radiated from it.
Then—
A hand emerged from the black pool.
Slap.
The hand grabbed the edge.
A distorted figure slowly crawled out.
Two faces.
Four arms.
Completely naked.
A giant mouth on his abdomen.
Ryomen Sukuna had returned.
Even Tsumiki Fushiguro couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief:
"Impossible! I definitely killed you. I destroyed your Innate Technique, destroyed your Cursed Energy core, and shattered you into fragments. Even a specialized exorcism ritual couldn't have done a cleaner job. You definitely died. You should have entered resurrection. How could you still... emerge again from the shadows?"
Ryomen Sukuna stretched leisurely and stood naked before Tsumiki Fushiguro with complete composure.
Not a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face.
He simply said naturally:
"Don't doubt it, Yorozu. You truly did kill me just now."
"...But!"
"Ordinarily, I would indeed be dead."
"But are you underestimating me too much?"
"If you can obtain new power through the Dream Walk Migration..."
"Then why would you assume I cannot do the same?"
Ryomen Sukuna said proudly:
"Perhaps modern memories have made you forget my learning ability."
"How many times do you think I've died within this Dream Walk Migration?"
Tsumiki Fushiguro froze.
She had forgotten Ryomen Sukuna's greatest strength.
Certainly, as the owner of a deformed body—a truly [Perfect Jujutsu Sorcerer] body—Ryomen Sukuna could dominate the world through his physique and Innate Technique alone.
But that was merely talent.
Ryomen Sukuna also possessed terrifying learning ability.
No matter what technique it was, once he saw it, he could learn it.
In the original work, it was stated that Sukuna only needed to witness Kenjaku turning a dying sorcerer into a cursed object once to learn how to do it himself.
Then, during the period when Itadori Yuji lost consciousness, he used that method to create a new finger and force it into Fushiguro Megumi's mouth, ultimately possessing him and obtaining the Ten Shadows Technique.
And how many times had Ryomen Sukuna experienced the resurrection mechanism?
Thirty-nine times.
Nineteen deaths at Mahito's hands.
Twenty deaths at Gojo Satoru's hands.
Thirty-nine resurrections had allowed Ryomen Sukuna to completely understand the resurrection mechanism.
What he lacked was merely a technique that could resurrect himself.
For Ryomen Sukuna, that was the hardest part.
Because in this world, only Idle Transfiguration possessed true resurrection potential.
Even Spirit Possession Technique, which came closest, only resurrected the soul while still requiring obedience to the caster and a prepared vessel.
Every one of those conditions—
Obedience.
Prepared bodies.
Being unable to awaken naturally after death—
Were things Ryomen Sukuna absolutely could not tolerate.
Since such an ability did not exist in the world, he simply decided to create one himself.
Other sorcerers—even Gojo Satoru—might not be capable of such a feat.
But Ryomen Sukuna could.
Because he was the greatest master of Binding Vows in the world.
And the technique he chose—
Was the Ten Shadows Technique.
Because the Ten Shadows Technique already possessed a similar inheritance mechanism.
In the original explanation of the technique, the abilities of deceased shikigami could be inherited by surviving ones under special circumstances.
Ryomen Sukuna utilized this characteristic and bound himself to the Ten Shadows Technique.
Upon death, he would resurrect within one of the Ten Shadows shikigami.
Naturally, each resurrection would permanently consume one of the Ten Shadows.
This became the price of resurrection.
To further strengthen the ability, he established another Binding Vow:
[After resurrection, I may only use Mahoraga among the Ten Shadows.]
In other words—
The current Ryomen Sukuna possessed a total of [eleven] lives.
Tsumiki Fushiguro whispered:
"...Remarkable."
"As expected of Lord Sukuna."
"From now on, even death cannot defeat you."
"You have truly become perfect."
(T/N: Gojo Satoru, Mahito and now even Ryomen Sukuna! Each of them more outrageous than the last. Is there anything they can't do?!)
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