Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

I hope I'm doing the right thing...

Just as Tanjiro let go of the box, the huge Demon Slayer world suddenly turned and rushed towards the group of worlds at a much faster speed than before. The stellar sand cut through the void, outlining a long glowing tail.

In the endless distance, a world much larger than Demon Slayer is quietly suspended in the void.

The stream was clear, and fish occasionally darted by, but none of them bit Gojo Satoru's hook. Instead, they went straight for Naoko's. Next to him, Geto's bucket was already half full, and Naoko's was even more full. Only Gojo Satoru, surprisingly, didn't have a single fish.

“Something is wrong. Something is wrong.”

Gojo Satoru pulled down his sunglasses, touched his chin with his fingers, thinking about something, and the light in his eyes flickered.

"Wu, are you sick again?"

"Yeah~ I just felt a little weird when I woke up today, like there was something I had to do. And if I didn't do it, Qingyi would be in trouble. But I endured it until now, and now I am the one who is in trouble."

"?"

"Then you should do it quickly!"

Glass glared at Gojo Satoru, and Geto Suguru covered his mouth to hold back his laughter.

"Although I really want to see Qing Yi's unlucky look, forget it. Who made me so serious and cute?"

Gojo Satoru's left hand performed a strange and boundless technique, and a long sword slowly emerged. It was the sword that Kamiya Seiichi had entrusted to him before.

"What do you think? If two infinite spaces collide and squeeze each other, will it create a crack that leads to an unknown space?"

Gojo Satoru followed his intuition, pressed his hands together tightly, and with unlimited maximum power, twisted the vortex in his hands until a crack appeared. The terrifying aura shook the space within a radius of dozens of miles.

Geto Suguru decisively seized the opportunity and threw the knife in. Gojo Satoru relaxed, and the crack slowly healed. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gagne~"

Gojo Satoru said goodbye to the space in front of him, and then looked at the fish barrels of Nozomi and Geto Suguru with a smile. There was nothing there, as they had been blown away by the vibration of space just now.

"Um?"

Demon Slayer World crashed into the Type-Moon World Cluster! Two great consciousnesses instantly inhabited the planet, its past constantly shifting, from the planet's formation to the birth of humanity, to the beginning and end of the Age of Mythology. Little by little, countless people and things appeared. They were not false, but truly existing pasts, projections of the Throne of Heroes.

At the same time, this world was also influencing them in reverse. Great beings that existed in the past, would exist in the future, or might exist in the future transformed into streams of light and poured into the Throne of Heroes. Among them were many familiar faces...

The brilliant light illuminated the entire world, and the figure flew out from the long river of time. He had black hair and blue eyes, and held a long sword with blue flames. He jumped onto the top of the Throne of Heroes!

Seiichi Kamiya, who was eating Mochizuki's loving breakfast in the main world, felt a chill all over his body.

Who is calling me?

...................................................

Even if I am dead and nailed in the coffin, I will shout out in the grave with my rotten vocal cords - please give me a thumbs up!

Kamiya Seiichi's expression froze, his thoughts drifting as he sensed a vast ball of light. Around it, countless smaller worlds slowly swirled, occasionally intersecting and colliding, but the brightness at the center remained soft and warm. Clearly, this was a world of its own, not a small one at that. It whispered to Kamiya Seiichi.

This was the first time he had come into direct contact with another world without going through a panel, but why did this aura seem so familiar?

The panel scrolled quickly, receiving the transmitted information. Kamiya Seiichi was not in a hurry and continued to eat his delicious loving breakfast. If he didn't finish it, Mochizuki would be angry.

He returned to the room and locked his gaze on the panel where data scrolled rapidly.