Chapter 116: The Culling Game Begins
On the screen, Toho Hiroshi's voice continued:
"The world you see is not the whole picture. In dimensions invisible to you, there are monsters formed by concentrated human negative emotions—fear, anger, hatred, despair—which we call 'Curses' or 'Cursed Spirits'."
As he spoke, various images flashed across the screen—distorted Cursed Spirits attacking humans, blurred footage of Jujutsu Sorcerers fighting Cursed Spirits, and the horrific scenes from the Shibuya Incident.
These truths, which governments worldwide had desperately tried to conceal, were now laid bare before billions of ordinary people across the globe.
"And there is a group of people naturally capable of seeing and exorcising these Curses. They are called 'Jujutsu Sorcerers'."
"For centuries, Jujutsu Sorcerers have protected the stability of ordinary human society from the shadows, while adhering to the strict rule of never revealing the existence of Curses to the general populace."
"But that law, today, is broken by me."
The world erupted in an uproar.
Fear, disbelief, madness, collapse—all sorts of emotions erupted among ordinary people, and massive negative emotions surged and converged globally like a tsunami.
These emotions, invisibly, became the initial and most massive fuel for the Culling Game.
"However, the protection provided by Jujutsu Sorcerers is neither free nor omnipotent."
"Curses originate from the human heart; as long as humanity exists, Curses will never perish. Pain, separation, and death are the eternal melodies of this twisted world."
Toho Hiroshi's tone suddenly rose, carrying the authority of one announcing a divine decree: "It is time to end this meaningless cycle of reincarnation!"
"I, Toho Hiroshi, will implement the Infinite Tsukuyomi."
"When the moon is stained red by the radiance of the Rinne Sharingan, the Infinite Dream will descend."
"That is an eternal world without Curses, without pain, and without separation!"
"All who have passed away shall reunite, and all regrets shall be mended!"
"This is the final mercy and ultimate salvation granted to all humanity by me, a god!"
He spread his arms, and his Rinnegan erupted with unprecedented light, imprinting itself deep within the soul of every viewer through the screen.
"Of course, if anyone clings to this reality filled with pain and despair, if anyone firmly believes their will can overcome this destined fate..."
A cold, provocative curve lifted the corner of Toho Hiroshi's mouth.
"Then, come and stop me."
"On the battlefield I have chosen, at the time I have declared—December twenty-fourth, Shinjuku!"
"Use your strength to prove the value of 'reality.' Or, embrace the Eternal Dream I bestow!"
The live broadcast abruptly ended, and all screens returned to normal.
But the world had fundamentally changed.
Panic spread like a plague; governments worldwide were thrown into unprecedented chaos, faith crumbled, and order teetered on the brink of collapse.
As for the Jujutsu World, it faced an impact unlike any before... "You bastard!!!"
Gojo Satoru slammed his fist into a nearby ruined wall, pulverizing it. His face was devoid of his usual flippancy, showing only boiling rage and a hint of shock that even he was unwilling to admit.
Toho Hiroshi's move not only completely disrupted the world and dragged ordinary people into the whirlpool of Jujutsu, but it also positioned himself and the "Infinite Tsukuyomi" as the saviors! This was crazier and grander than any Curse User's plan!
"He is declaring war on the entire world... No, he is forcing the entire world to choose!" Yuta Okkotsu rushed to Gojo Satoru's side, his face pale... "Hahaha... Interesting! Too interesting!"
Sukuna, having obtained a new incarnated body, felt the surging power within him, far surpassing his past life. Watching Toho Hiroshi's declaration on the screen, he burst into wild laughter. "Declaring war on the whole world! That is befitting the stature of a 'King'! Toho Hiroshi, you are worthy of being the prey most deserving of being torn apart after my revival!"
...Kenjaku's face was as dark as water. His millennium-long plan seemed so trivial and ridiculous next to Toho Hiroshi's crude and direct "Divine Revelation."
"The Infinite Tsukuyomi."
He had never imagined someone could be this insane, nor possess the power to realize such madness.
"Toho Hiroshi... you are the greatest variable."
...At the highest point of the Star Plasma Cult Headquarters.
Toho Hiroshi ended the broadcast, looking down at the city below, which was beginning to descend into chaos and unrest because of his declaration. Wan stood behind him, utterly captivated, while more members of the "Akatsuki" organization gathered in the shadows.
"The fuel is sufficient. The rules of the Culling Game are now filtering the strong and the sustenance."
Toho Hiroshi murmured softly, "Next, we simply wait for the final moment to arrive."
He looked up at the still cool and clear moon. Reflected in his Rinnegan was a blood-red future.
"Come, Satoru, Sukuna, Kenjaku, and all those unwilling to submit to fate..."
"Let us fight to our hearts' content on the coming Day of Judgment."
December twenty-fourth, Shinjuku.
The once bustling city center was now enveloped in an eerie glow.
A massive, semi-transparent Barrier, like an inverted bowl, completely covered the core area of Shinjuku.
Light shimmered across the Barrier's surface, where countless complex Cursed Seals could vaguely be seen moving like living things, emitting a chilling power of rules.
This was the stage for the Culling Game.
Outside the Barrier, the crowds had long since been evacuated, replaced by waiting soldiers and Jujutsu Sorcerer support staff. They watched the situation inside the Barrier nervously, but no one dared to step inside easily.
Because everyone knew through Toho Hiroshi's global declaration—those who step inside are Cursed Wielders.
Inside the Barrier, there was dead silence, yet undercurrents surged.
Abandoned streets, empty plazas, and towering buildings had all become potential hunting grounds and graveyards.
Toho Hiroshi hovered above Shinjuku, looking down at the stage he had chosen for the finale.
Wan stood attendant behind him, her eyes excited and fanatical.
"The time has come."
Toho Hiroshi announced calmly, his voice carried clearly into the hearts of every potential Cursed Wielder through the power of the Barrier.
"The Culling Game is officially commencing."
"Rule addition: The system of point accumulation and transfer is canceled. Survival is the sole rule."
"Time limit: Twelve hours."
"Within this area, all Ancient Jujutsu Sorcerers who have been incarnated and reborn are automatically considered Cursed Wielders. All who step into the Barrier, whether Sorcerer or Mortal, are automatically considered Cursed Wielders."
"I, Toho Hiroshi, shall also participate as a Cursed Wielder."
"After twelve hours, surviving Cursed Wielders may choose to leave the Barrier or witness the birth of the new world."
"Those who refuse to participate or attempt to destroy the core rules will be eradicated."
As soon as the words fell, the Barrier's light intensified, and an invisible sense of screening and oppression enveloped the entire area.
"Argh—"
At the edge of the Barrier, an Ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer who had recently completed incarnation and was attempting to secretly flee suddenly froze. A flash of terror crossed his eyes before he was crushed as if by an invisible giant hand, turning into a mist of blood, his Cursed Energy instantly absorbed by the Barrier.
This was a demonstration of the rules, and a warning to everyone—no one was exempt...
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