Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

The voice of the new moon in December was soft, tinged with disdain.

He slowly raised his right foot, and the exposed part of his body was throbbing violently.

Every vein bulged outwards, all spasming. An emotion called "fear" spread to every corner of the consciousness of Lu Suo, this thousand-year-old cursed spirit.

He has lived for a thousand years, possessed countless powerful beings, witnessed the rise and fall of countless eras, and even schemed against beings like Gojo Satoru and Sukuna.

He considered himself the only "chess player" in the world, treating everyone as a victim in his grand plan.

But now, he is like a stray dog, trampled underfoot by a "ghost" forgotten by the world.

"Kill me."

The sound of a rustling sound came from below the brain, carrying an eerie calm.

"I am the balance point between reality and the Shadow Realm. If you kill me, the portal between the real world and the Shadow Realm will completely spiral out of control, resulting in an irreversible chaotic fusion! At that time, all of Japan, no, the entire Earth, will be dragged into this! Including your companions behind you!"

"A new world is coming."

Upon hearing this, Itadori Yuujin and Mai, who were not far away, both changed their expressions.

"You think you can make a great sacrifice? You underestimate me."

"December New Year," he said without turning his head. His gaze remained fixed on Lu Suo, a faint hint of mockery playing on his lips.

He gradually increased the pressure under his feet, and the soles of his boots made squeezing sounds as they came into contact with the sticky, disgusting cursed spirit.

Lu Suo let out a piercing scream, but it was completely unable to break free.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he raised his left hand and snapped his fingers casually.

"A noble horse keeps me away from pain."

A pure white light emanated from December's fingertips, but instead of shining on anyone, it disappeared directly into the dark rock beneath his feet.

"You underestimate me when I possess all my power." December looked at Lu Suo, the golden light in his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

The white light spread rapidly along the earth's veins, smoothing out the spatial rifts in the area caused by the Shadow King's arrival. The originally crumbling barriers miraculously stabilized with the help of the [Horse] talisman.

"What you call a great sacrifice is nothing special in my eyes."

"What...what kind of monster are you...?" Lu Suo's voice was filled with utter despair.

"Me? I'm just a ghost that everyone has forgotten."

The first day of December smiled, a radiant smile.

"Bang!"

In an instant, December 1st exerted force with his feet, without any fancy phenomena.

Under the trampling force infused with the monstrous power of the [Bull] talisman, Lu Suo's true form, which carried a thousand years of ambition, was instantly crushed into a pile of mangled flesh.

The most insidious, longest-lived, and most vicious chess player in the world of sorcery died completely in this otherworldly space before he could even utter a complete last word.

Within that pool of red and white rotting flesh, a tiny black worm tried to escape by skimming along the ground. It was a technique that Lu Suo had absorbed from Hei Mu Si. He was extremely cunning; as long as this clone could escape, given time, he could still make a comeback.

But he didn't even glance at it on the first day of December.

"The agile monkey makes me versatile."

On the first day of the twelfth month, he pointed with his hand backwards.

The light of the [Monkey] talisman flashed.

Before the little insect could even run ten meters, it let out an extremely shrill scream in mid-air, its form forcibly changed by an irresistible force of law.

"Clatter".

A dung beetle, completely black and only the size of a bean, fell at Hisahito Itadori's feet, still kicking its legs weakly.

"Hey, Haddock." December 1st gestured with his chin. "Although he doesn't deserve it, he's still practically family to you. You can handle this. Do whatever you want with it."

Hisahito Itadori stared blankly at the black insect on the ground, then looked at the calm-faced December 1st. He stepped forward and remained silent for a long time.

His mind flashed back to his grandfather's last words on his sickbed, to Yoshino Junpei's desperate tears, to the innocent civilians who died tragically in the Shibuya Incident, and to Natsuyuki, whose body had been taken from him... The culprit behind all of this was now lying at his feet.

Tiger Stick lifted his heavy red boots, his eyes filled with no pity, only cold resolve.

He stomped down heavily.

"Smack."

A barely perceptible cracking sound.

A thousand years of karma, countless blood debts, were finally settled with this one kick.

However, the battle did not stop with Lu Su's death.

"roar!!!"

Without the rope, the Shadow King, whose body had been mostly burned away by the December New Year's electric eye and who was barely clinging to life, let out an extremely frenzied roar.

The nearby shadow energy began to spiral out of control. Its massive, previously collapsed body was now frantically absorbing all the surrounding black energy. The fragments of the shadow army that had survived the earlier burst of the talisman's gravity were also sucked into its body.

The nine stars in the sky also began to shake violently, and huge, dark cracks spread across the heavens.

The entire sky in that dimension seemed to be collapsing at that moment.

"Oh no! With Lu Suo dead, this place is about to collapse!" Fu Hei Hui struggled to his feet, his face extremely pale.

As a former user of ten shadow spells, he has the most acute perception of shadows.

"It intends to sacrifice the entire Shadow Kingdom, forcibly leaving us all here to perish with it!"

Countless streams of black energy emerged from the ground, rushing eagerly into the Shadow King's mutilated chest.

Its enormous body began to grow back. It was no longer the majestic creature it had been before, but a constantly writhing, blocky mass.

"December!"

Zhenyi clung tightly to the back of December 1st, the wind whipping her hair into a mess.

On the first day of December, he raised his head and looked at the ever-growing black mountain of flesh, the golden-pink light in his eyes not diminishing but increasing.

"That's better, that's how you take a beating."

He turned his head and looked at Zhenyi, his eyes showing a rare solemnity, the kind of look that indicated entrusting one's back to the most trusted person.

"Mai, from now on, don't blink."

"I'll show this thing what the true ruler is, even though I lack nothing."

The first day of the twelfth lunar month slowly rises into the sky.

At this moment, the oppressive force emanating from him was completely erased.

In the mortal world, he was timid and hesitant, afraid of disturbing the demons. But here, in this isolated dimension, he was the only truth.

Colorful halos representing different laws of power began to intertwine and flow around his body, as if a god had descended.

On the first day of December, he opened his arms and grabbed at the vast land beneath his feet, which was composed of black stones and ruins.

Om-!

A sacred power, imbued with life, instantly flowed into this desolate land, centered on him.

Under the utterly horrified gazes of Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro, the ground within a radius of several kilometers began to violently rise and recombine.

Those countless ruined palaces made of bones and black stones suddenly stood up as if they were alive!

The rubble was pieced together to form a huge torso and claws.

In just over ten seconds, an "army" composed of thousands of enormous rock creatures took shape at the feet of the new moon.

They roared to the sky, their voices echoing across the land.

"Get them!"

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, he casually waved his hand, like a commander.

Thousands of rock giants roared silently and charged towards the chaotic mountain of flesh with heavy steps.

Each thunderous thud of the earth shook the entire dimension.

The Shadow King roared in fury, and countless black tentacles swept out like whips, each strike shattering dozens of rock giants.

But these monsters, brought to life by the [Rat] talisman, felt no pain. The shattered stones rapidly reformed under the talisman's blessing, and they continued to pounce on the mountain of flesh with unwavering ferocity, tearing at its shadowy flesh.

"Is this a miracle?" Fushiguro Megumi stared blankly at what was in front of her.

Countless memories began to surge in his mind; he remembered that he seemed to have seen this scene before.

As the new moon hovered atop the mountain of flesh, a glint of madness flashed in its eyes as it watched the Shadow King entangled with the Earth Legion.

"The mysterious sheep makes my soul eternal."

On the first day of December, his eyes suddenly closed.

The next second, a translucent soul phantom, identical to him and radiating purple light, emerged from behind him.

The phantom ignored the mountain of flesh, bypassed all obstacles, and instantly disappeared into the chaotic core of the Shadow King.

The Shadow King, which was wildly waving its tentacles, suddenly froze. Extreme pain flashed in its crimson eyes, and it let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Found it. Your core."

"The soul clone of December 1st spoke coldly from the deepest part of the flesh mountain."

There lay a black sphere. Countless threads grew from it. It connected all the threads of this dimension, and this was the origin of the Land of Shadows.

Just as December 1st was preparing to deliver a fatal blow and completely extinguish this source of power.

A sudden change occurred.

The primordial sphere suddenly split open into a huge mouth, filled with jagged fangs.

"Heretical...you think...this is how you win?"

That was the Shadow King's last voice, filled with madness and resentment.

"The Realm of Shadows...is me...I am...the Realm of Shadows!"

"Sacrifice everything!!!"

Boom!

Instantly, the entire sky of the Shadow Dimension began to collapse on a large scale, revealing the bottomless void behind it.

The nine stars in the sky, representing the nine masked generals, exploded simultaneously, transforming into nine jet-black pillars of light. With earth-shattering power, they all poured into the Shadow King's body.

At this moment, the aura of the Shadow King began a qualitative leap, breaking through a certain limit.

It wants to perish together with this dimension, using the collapse of an entire world to destroy itself along with the new moon!

"Oh no! The space here is about to collapse!"

Zhenyi shouted from below. The "Black Queen" in her hand was frantically absorbing the violent energy overflowing from the surroundings, the barrel of the gun was red-hot, but that little bit of suction was just a drop in the ocean compared to the collapse of the entire dimension.

The soul of the new moon returned to its place in an instant, and its eyes snapped open.

He felt the increasingly intense pressure around him, and the Shadow King in front of him had become a giant black hole, frantically absorbing everything.

"Trying to self-destruct?"

A disdainful sneer appeared on December 1st's lips.

"In front of me, you don't even have the right to commit suicide."

He took a deep breath, and the collapsing spatial fragments around him came to a standstill.

At this moment, December New Year releases all the power of the runes within her body without reservation.

Twelve distinct forces manifested around him in twelve different colored halos.

These halos spun rapidly around him, forming a magnificent energy storm.

On the first day of the twelfth month, his hands were clasped together in front of his chest, and his eyes became extremely solemn, like a god judging the world.

Gradually, a black and white Tai Chi symbol appeared on his chest.

The Tiger Talisman, a talisman capable of harmonizing Yin and Yang and balancing all forces, played its most crucial and terrifying role at this moment.

It was like a perfect harmonizer, perfectly blending together the extremely violent powers of the other eleven spells.

On the first day of the twelfth month, his body erupted with an ultimate radiance that could not be described in words.

That is the light that represents "omnipotence".

He raised his right hand high, compressing the ultimate power representing the unification of the twelve talismans into a ball the size of a baseball in his palm.

"This is the first time I've used this move. Big guy, you should feel honored."

December 1st stared coldly at the black hole that was trying to devour everything, her voice completely flat.

"The absolute end—"

"Twelve Talismans - Ragnarok!"