Ryumen Sukuna II

As Gojo and his crew walked through the streets of this infamous island, the eyes of the pirates never ceased to follow them with a mix of fear and admiration. The island was a den of living legends - every face one crossed belonged either to a feared captain or to a crew member with a well-established reputation. The crew of the Infinite especially drew attention since their captain had dared to do the unthinkable: openly challenge Mary Geoise.

Unfazed by this attention, they delved into the seedy quarters of the island, where violence was a common language. The atmosphere grew heavier as they progressed through these dark alleys, where even the daylight struggled to penetrate.

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A dilapidated building finally stood before them, its walls blackened by time bearing witness to its abandonment. Inside, darkness prevailed, pierced only by a few shafts of light filtering through the rotting planks. In one corner of the room, a figure stood out: a man sitting nonchalantly, eyes closed, exuding a suffocating aura of contained power.

Ryumen Sukuna, the infamous demon with two faces. His reputation for cruelty was only matched by his arrogance, and the fact that he sailed alone only added to his mystique.

"Sukuna." Gojo's voice cut through the silence like a blade. "I have a proposal that might interest you."

Sukuna's eyelids flickered slightly. "I know who you are, Gojo. And your proposal does not interest me." His voice carried a mix of disinterest and disdain.

"In that case..." A dangerous smile lit up Gojo's face. "How about settling this through a fight?"

At these words, Sukuna's eyes opened fully, a manic gleam illuminating them. "Now that's an interesting proposition from the one who dared to defy Mary Geoise for mere amusement."

"My reputation precedes me, I see," replied Gojo, his smile widening further.

As the two continued their conversation, Toji and the others were already preparing for what was to come. After all, even though they were smiling, the air around them was filled with combat intentions. Then suddenly, there was a sound, and Sukuna, who was sitting, had disappeared and was now standing with his fist just inches from Gojo's face. After a few seconds, he stepped back and said:

"I hit you, even though I didn't put all my strength into it, but I don't feel like I touched you," Sukuna noted, clenching and unclenching his fist in frustration.

"The opposite would have been surprising," Gojo retorted, his hands still nonchalantly in his pockets. "My devil fruit allows me to create an impenetrable barrier. But today..." He slowly removed his hands from his pockets. "I will make an exception."

"You underestimate me, Gojo," growled Sukuna, his irritation palpable.

"Perhaps." Gojo cracked his knuckles. "Why not find out now?"

The next moment, Sukuna rushed at Gojo and launched a series of punches that Gojo easily blocked.

Gojo then countered with a punch that sliced through the air towards Sukuna. The latter dodged, but the wall behind him exploded under the impact of the punch's force.