The Strongest Returns

The battlefield lay in ruins, a graveyard of fallen warriors. The sky burned red—a world shaken by his absence. But now, Gojo Satoru was back. With each step, the ground cracked beneath him. Scars marked his body, yet his piercing Six Eyes gleamed with unshaken resolve. Before him stood Sukuna, grinning. "So, the strongest sorcerer finally returns," he sneered. Gojo smirked, rolling his shoulder. Pain didn’t matter. Winning did. "I hope you haven’t gotten weaker," he said. The battle between Infinity and Malevolence was about to begin. And this time, Gojo would not lose.