Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

And his mother, his last relative in this world, was slapping him across the face and calling him a devil.

What made him even more desperate was that that damned Kenji Kamo really had supernatural powers!

The pain of the soul is far more deadly than the pain of the body. The despair of reality set his soul ablaze!

The last breath of warmth was sucked from his chest, and a vast, pure despair, enough to incinerate his soul, swallowed him whole like the deepest, coldest darkness.

"Aaaaaaahh ...

A scream, inhuman and filled with extreme pain and madness, erupted from Yuuki's mangled chest.

The roar seemed to have triggered some forbidden switch. At that moment, a black stone suddenly appeared under his collar, near his heart, and became scalding hot.

Non-existent memories surfaced, and Yuuki suddenly 'remembered' that the stone was one he had picked up in the yard of Hikogen's old home when he was a child. It was strangely shaped, like a twisted heart. He didn't know what it was, but he felt a strange sense of familiarity with it, so he strung it on a rope and hung it around his neck, where it remained for more than twenty years.

At that moment, the stone seemed to be awakened by something.

It began to beat, like a real, living heart.

At the same time, Yuuki heard a voice.

The sound didn't come from his ears. It seeped out from the cracks in every bone in his body, from the ends of every blood vessel, and rose up from the depths of his spine.

"Exchange?"

The voice didn't answer what was being exchanged, but Yuuki understood completely at that moment.

Exchange everything.

Flesh and blood, reason, future, past, hatred, love—everything. Everything he had and never had, everything he remembered and had forgotten, his name, his memories, his remaining humanity!

And...his soul.

To sell all of this to an unseen being, to lose one's freedom, one's future, to no longer be able to control the course of one's destiny, and to exchange all of this for the power to resist everything!

A power powerful enough to obliterate everything before us.

"Then let's make a trade." Yuuki roared silently from the depths of his soul.

"It's all yours! My life! My hatred! My past! My future! My soul! Everything I have!"

The moment the thought landed, the black stone exploded violently.

The distorted features on the surface of the stone, or rather, the distorted patterns, finally regained their original appearance—it was a face, a face screaming silently, its mouth wide open to an impossible angle, its eyes flowing with blood and tears, like two deep wells leading to another world.

A desperate wail echoed all around in that instant. Everyone heard it, including several security personnel who were standing nearby. They immediately covered their ears, and their expressions changed from anger to fear.

Then the stone erupted with an unprecedented darkness that devoured all light.

The light was like darkness itself—a darkness with substance, warmth, and life. It surged forth from within the stone, instantly enveloping Yuuki and an area within a radius of several meters around him, forming a strange, isolated black egg.

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Time seemed to stretch out infinitely, or perhaps freeze in an instant.

"Ah—!" Yuuki's mother let out an extremely shrill scream.

The anger and fanaticism on her face were instantly replaced by boundless fear. She felt an irresistible, terrifying suction force gripping her body and her soul!

"Take my mother away, take her away forever!!!" This was Yuuki's wish as he wept.

Tsurugi was happy to help him fulfill his wish, but not in the form of a sacrifice.

Although according to Behelit's original procedure, the sacrificer should choose to offer their most beloved thing to tear open their soul and allow the 'demon' to enter, Tsugumi doesn't want to be such a heartless boss.

The people he chose—their hatred was burning, their pain profound enough—and that was enough.

What Tsurugi provided was merely a connection between the souls of all people through a real person, with Beheilite as the terminal, and the vast magical power he had collected was poured into it to complete the shaping.

This can be considered the first time he has created a sinner and demon who is completely his own.

It is not a demonic lineage that is gradually transformed through bloodline, nor is it a soul that is changed through a contract, but rather a soul that is completely overturned and rewritten.

Yuuki's mother screamed incessantly, horrified to see her outstretched hand melting away as she reached for her son. Skin, muscle, bone—everything was rapidly disintegrating, transforming into countless crimson specks of light, flowing with symbols of pain and blood ties, surging madly toward the ominous black egg.

Kamo Kenji, who was originally preparing to leave, stared in astonishment.

No, that's not right, this curse power—how is that possible!

He broke out in a cold sweat. As a member of a branch of the Kamo family, one of the three great families, although he had not inherited the family's secret technique 'Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique', he still possessed the skills of a second-level sorcerer thanks to his innate magical power and the family's shikigami.

The level of magical power emanating from this monkey is probably at the first level—no, perhaps even the special level!

How is this possible? How could a monkey with no magical power become a cursed spirit of this level?! I've never heard of anything like this before!

But what immediately welled up in Kenji Kamo's heart was a strong sense of greed!

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"It's just a monkey, obediently submit to me!!!"

Kamo Kenji roared greedily, immediately manipulating the shikigami 'Kubi' beside him to rush towards the opponent, intending to subdue him before he could transform from the cursed fetus!

But the next moment, a cold voice reached his ears.

"Domain Expansion · Dead-end Standard Collaboration"

"—Huh?" Kamo Kenji's eyes widened, and the next moment, the world in front of him was stripped away.

He found himself standing in the middle of a deathly silent graveyard of guns. The air was as heavy as water, and at least a hundred red sights on his chest, temples, knees, and all over his body throbbed silently.

But he could still see the world in the distance, and the setting sun on the horizon.

It's a field of birth?! And an open field at that!

Before Kamo Kenji, the newly born 'cursed embryo' had completed its birth at a speed visible to the naked eye. Based on the clay gun held by Yuuki, the cold steel wriggled and multiplied like a living thing.

The barrel twisted, expanded, and split; new metal skeletons and tendons extended from the trigger; the gun body transformed into a grotesque spine; and countless tiny gun parts proliferated and combined like cancer cells.

Tanaka Yuki has completely disappeared, replaced by a terrifying humanoid figure made entirely of cold, ferocious guns with dark red energy patterns flowing through them.

Its head is a massive revolver barrel, pointing forward like the glaring gaze of a cyclops. Its torso is composed of countless twisted and intertwined barrels, ammunition belts, and rotating cylinders, resembling a living arsenal. Its two arms are enormous multi-barreled rotary cannons, their dark muzzles currently spinning wildly to preheat, emitting a chilling buzzing sound. Its legs are two rows of floating gun barrels, half a foot off the ground, suspending it in mid-air.

"Wait—" Kamo Kenji screamed in near despair, but it was too late.

A destructive roar instantly echoed throughout the area completely eroded by the Living Realm.

"Da da da da da da da—!!!!!"

The deafening, continuous, ear-ripping gunfire instantly drowned out all the screams and cries. Countless whips of death fire, composed of storms of scorching metal, swept across the battlefield at speeds imperceptible to the naked eye, like the breath of a hellish serpent.

Those who were just beating him, those who were just spitting at her, those who were just praying and thanking the founder—their bodies were instantly torn apart, pierced, and pulverized by countless large-caliber bullets, turning into a sky full of exploding blood mist and bits of flesh.

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There was no escape, no evasion! The guaranteed hit effect of the domain meant that even the slightest bullet would be instantly reduced to mangled flesh!

But the destruction did not stop there; as if to vent their anger, the destroyers continued their rampage!

The granite ground on the field was torn to pieces by bullets, and the white building walls in the distance were blasted open with hideous holes. The bulletproof glass was instantly covered with spider web-like cracks, and then shattered completely in the second round of fire.

The bullets even penetrated the building and hit vehicles parked further away, the flames from the car explosions creating orange-red clouds in the sunlight.

In just a few dozen seconds, the entire area in front of Nara Daiwa Saidaiji Station was transformed from a religious gathering into a bloody, chaotic, and raging inferno.

A moment later, the domain dissipated, and Tanaka Yuki stood there blankly.

His body seemed to have returned to its original form, as if what had just happened was merely a dream, but the countless shapeless corpses around him told him that this was not a dream.

"How do you feel about your newfound power?" Tsugumi appeared before him, asking with a smile.

Without any introduction, Tanaka Yuuki knew perfectly well that the person before him was his creator, his master. Without hesitation, he knelt on one knee and swore allegiance.

"Alright, alright, I don't really need subordinates. To me, you guys are more like figureheads," Tsuruga said, waving her hand.

"So you can do whatever you want~~~"

Tanaka Yuki was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice

"So, that cult leader is part of the so-called 'Three Families,' a so-called sorcerer, and they colluded with the country's high-ranking officials to establish the so-called sorcery world, right?"

"Mostly correct." Tsugumi shrugged.

“I hate discussing these political or systemic issues, but these ignorant bunch of people are indeed the superstructure of this country.”

The so-called Jujutsu High Command, or the General Headquarters, is basically a bunch of ancient Jujutsu families like the "Three Great Families" combined with high-ranking officials in the Japanese government—a rudimentary, knock-off version of the Central 46. While the Soul Society nobles at least have some real power, this Jujutsu High Command is just a bunch of boastful old politicians.

They might not even have a handful of first-level sorcerers, let alone top-level ones. And it was this group of scoundrels, who abused their power by relying on Tianyuan's barrier, who ruined the entire plot, only to be kicked to death like stray dogs on the street.

In short, it's a very standard setup where an intellectually challenged old man commands a capable young man. And the Panxing Cult, a non-magical religion that was successively controlled by Brain Flower and Xia Youjie, is indeed a puppet of the General Headquarters. Back then, Fukushige was able to obtain such accurate intelligence to assassinate Gojo Satoru because of the betrayal of the high-ranking members of the Jujutsu.

"I'm going to kill them all!" Tanaka Yuki gritted his teeth.

"I will expel every single one of these so-called high-ranking figures in the world of sorcery!!!"

“Oh, then you’ll be killing quite a few people—not just sorcerers, you’ll probably have to slaughter about half of the National Diet Building,” Tsugumi laughed.

“No problem, just kill them all!” Tanaka Yuki said without hesitation. He didn’t have the same idea that the main characters shouldn’t kill people. On the contrary, he just felt that he hadn’t killed enough, or that it wasn’t good enough!

This is one of the reasons why Tsuruga chose him.

Unfortunately, his magical power was not enough. Tsugumi used the element of "gun" to create him as her sinful demon apostle, but unfortunately, the Japanese people's fear of guns was far from enough. Even though he did not rely much on magical power as a demon, the fact that he was a newly born sinful demon could not be changed.

The power he just now was merely an echo from the Netherworld when the first sinful demon was born. His true power is far inferior to that of Louhu. Although he, as a sinful demon, does not have the great weakness of a cursed spirit, he is still far from being able to take revenge now.

But Tanaka Yuki was clever. After recognizing his own shortcomings and the limitations and conditions of his birth, he did not hesitate to impose an extremely harsh constraint on Tsugumi called the 'Spear of Kindness'.

In exchange for the condition that his bullets would no longer be able to kill any of the 'good people' according to his criteria, his power would reach the limit he could 'borrow' in three days!

Tsugumi happily agreed to the constraint and then opened a portal to Tokyo for him for free—on the other side of the portal was a former prime minister giving a speech.

Haha, let's do something big, let's do something big, kill them all!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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PS2: Although Chainsaw Man had a disappointing ending, I still love the plot of the first movie! I don't want to watch the second one (Kishibe wearing an eye patch).

The disordered chapters are urgent!