JohnUltrakiller



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    The smell of blood permeated the air strongly, stinging his sensitive nose with its stench. His muscles, more muscles than he could have ever imagined on himself, pulsed with unimaginable strength; each beat of his heart sending a rush of blood through his body so powerful it almost made him sway on his feet. A chill brushed against his back, from the draft created by the massive crater surrounding him and the fallen Gojo Satoru at his feet.

    He couldn’t pin any sort of memory of where he was, what he was doing, or what was going on right before the present time, right then. He couldn’t recall any vivid memories of the people he knew, and the details of his former life, or what on earth could have led up to this abrupt body swap.

    A few seconds ago, he was not Toji.

    But now, standing over the mangled “corpse” of Gojo Satoru, somehow, he was.

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    now a spin-off, the original beginning of my other fic In All His Overwhelming Tenacity, just a silly little alternate start to the story

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    02 Oct 2025