Name: Akiyama Ren
Race: Divine Being
Strength Tier: Planetary-Level
Authorities: Lord of the Sky, Eastern God of War
Skills: Divinity, Divine Authority, Six Eyes, Thousand Languages, Godslayer Body, Heavenly Restriction, Steel Blessing, Infinite Regeneration, Undying and Immutable
Innate Technique: Alpha-Omega Codex
Domain Expansion: Infinite Void
He might not match the overwhelming might of the Rimuru template, but compared to any other Godslayer or Heretic God, Akiyama Ren now stood on an entirely different level.
And in the Jujutsu World, this level of power meant one thing—invincibility.
Neither Gojo Satoru nor Ryomen Sukuna could touch him now. That was more than enough.
More importantly, he still retained two remaining uses of the Rimuru template. That potential trump card gave him a level of strategic superiority no one else could rival.
Having transcended the limits of mortality and shed the shackles of humanity, Akiyama Ren had now become an existence that could only be described as eternal. A being who was Undying and Immutable—his soul and body could be shattered, obliterated, or erased… and he would still rise again from the ashes.
His divine body had now fused the paradoxical traits of both a Godslayer and a Heavenly Restricted one. The result? A body far more formidable than the Steel God's legendary 「Steel Blessing」—one that was near-impervious to both magic and cursed techniques.
Common Jujutsu spells or magic wouldn't even make him blink now. They simply couldn't pierce his transcendent shell.
Moreover, the core of his power was no longer bound by human sorcery or jujutsu. It was Divinity—a sacred, ineffable force exclusive to the gods. Yet, he wasn't limited to using it in isolation. When channeled through Magic or Jujutsu, its amplification effects made every spell exponentially stronger—faster casting, greater destruction, deeper mysteries.
And then, there were the Authorities.
Having slain Mekal and Veleslana, Ren fully inherited their divine Authorities. The 「Lord of the Sky」 gave him dominion over wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and the seasonal elements. The 「Eastern God of War」 gifted him martial mastery and divine embodiment through the Ten Incarnations.
These were no longer borrowed powers—no longer fragile fragments. They were now his to command without limitation.
As Pandora watched him with widened eyes, her jaw practically dropped.
"Y-You actually... became a God?" she muttered in disbelief. "And you fused it with the Godslayer's essence?!"
It was unthinkable.
Gods and Godslayers were supposed to be opposites—anathema to each other. But Akiyama Ren had fused the incompatible. He had become both a God and a Godslayer. He wielded Divinity and bore the Godslayer's might. He existed in a paradox.
And more astonishing still—there was no mythology, no pantheon, no divine history that bore his name. He wasn't part of the world's fate. He wasn't even supposed to exist in the divine realms.
He was neither human nor god in the traditional sense. Neither Heretic God nor deity of lore. He stood in a category of his own—a divine anomaly, immune to the laws that governed both heaven and earth.
Ren stepped forward and, in a sudden motion, pulled Pandora into his arms. His tone turned teasing and audacious as he whispered into her ear, "I'm heading back. Be good until I visit again, my dearest 'Mommy'."
Pandora's face flushed a deep crimson, her eyes darting toward the scorched battlefield where they had once clashed. A faint crimson stain still marked the stones there—evidence of something more than just a battle.
Ren followed her gaze and chuckled lightly. Who would've guessed... the mother of all Godslayers was still untouched until now?
He gave her a final kiss—soft, mischievous—on her trembling lips before opening a shimmering Star Gate behind him.
Without looking back, he vanished through the celestial portal.
"…So you were never part of this world to begin with," Pandora murmured as the Star Gate blinked out of existence. Her expression was a cocktail of awe, regret, and realization.
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Back in the Jujutsu World, Akiyama Ren let out a long breath.
Though the God-Slayer World had offered immense opportunity, it was a dangerous playground ruled by fate. Without Rimuru's unparalleled template active, staying there for too long would be reckless. After all, fate in that world wasn't passive. It fought back. And Ren—having usurped Kusanagi Godou's role—was like a virus disrupting its balance.
One day, fate might launch a counterattack.
Even so, the rewards were extraordinary.
Not only had he become a God and Godslayer, but within the divine realm of Netherworld, he had used Raphael, Lord of Wisdom to copy every spell, incantation, and martial art from the entire God-Slayer World.
It was a complete archive—secret arts from ancient houses, forbidden grimoires, legendary enchantments—everything.
And now they were his.
He planned to incorporate the most practical ones into his battle style—tools to complement his overwhelming force.
"Right... I was in the God-Slayer World for twenty-three hours... that counts as a full day."
A gleam flickered in his eyes as he reached out mentally.
"System—sign me in!"
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"Right… I was in the God-Slayer World for 23 hours, which equates to one full day here. That means it's time for my next sign-in," Akiyama Ren muttered to himself as he tapped a command in the air. "System, sign-in!"
[Ding! Sign-in successful. Congratulations, Host, you've obtained: Wooden Treasure Chest!]
Ren's eyes narrowed with mild frustration. "Open the Treasure Chest," he commanded with a wave of his hand.
[Ding! Treasure Chest opened. Congratulations, Host, you've obtained: 1 billion Japanese Yen!]
Ren let out an exaggerated sigh, tossing the chest aside. "Japanese Yen again? How boring…"
It seemed that Wooden Treasure Chests weren't the source of high-value rewards. Ren wasn't disappointed, though; he had long since realized that the real treasures lay in higher-tier chests. He'd just need to accumulate more and reach the level where those chests could be synthesized.
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Meanwhile, at Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical High School, the air in the conference room was thick with tension. Gojo Satoru, Yaga Masamichi, Shoko Ieiri, Mei Mei, Kento Nanami, and Atsuya Kusakabe sat together, their expressions a mix of concern and curiosity. Below them, their students—Yuta Okkotsu, Maki Zen'in, Toge Inumaki, and Panda—stood in a loose formation, waiting for the next question.
"So, Suguru Geto was killed by that mysterious Jujutsu Sorcerer?" Yaga Masamichi's voice broke the silence, his gaze intense as he looked toward the students.
The four students exchanged uncertain glances, and finally, Maki Zen'in spoke up. "We're not sure. That Jujutsu Sorcerer used a barrier technique we've never seen before, trapping Geto and devouring him. As for whether he's alive or dead… we can't confirm."
A heavy silence fell upon the room.
Suguru Geto, the mastermind behind the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, had caused chaos in Shinjuku and Kyoto—countless deaths, massive property damage, and an astronomical toll on the government's finances. If captured, Geto would be sentenced to death. Yet, his connection to those present—Yaga Masamichi, Gojo Satoru, and Shoko Ieiri—meant there was an undeniable sense of sorrow and concern hanging over the conversation.
"Has there been any news from the higher-ups regarding the mysterious Jujutsu Sorcerer?" Mei Mei's voice cut through the stillness.
"They're investigating it now," Yaga Masamichi sighed, rubbing his temple. "But…"
Before he could continue, the door opened with a soft creak, and Kiyotaka Ijichi, the assistant supervisor of the school, stepped in with a stack of papers in hand.
"Principal," Ijichi said, his expression grim, "the higher-ups have identified the mysterious Jujutsu Sorcerer."
Gojo Satoru, ever the restless figure, appeared beside Ijichi in the blink of an eye, snatching the report from his hands with casual ease.
Yaga Masamichi leaned forward, eager for answers. "Satoru, what does the report say?"
Gojo Satoru skimmed the paper before looking up, his brow furrowed. "This mysterious Jujutsu Sorcerer is named Akiyama Ren. He's sixteen years old. His parents were originally from abroad, but they immigrated to Japan about twenty years ago for business, settling in Osaka. Thirteen years ago, his parents died in an incident involving a Curse Spirit, which seems to have been orchestrated by a business rival."
The room went silent for a moment as everyone absorbed the information.
Gojo continued, "After that, Akiyama Ren was placed in a children's welfare home in Osaka for four years before being adopted by the Andagaki family, changing his name to Andagaki Ren. A year ago, he scored remarkably well and was accepted into Private Yasaka High School, but he never attended. Instead, he chose to enroll at Chiba City Municipal Soubu High School. Up until now, he had no known connections to Curse Spirits, Curse Users, or Jujutsu Sorcerers."
The weight of the information hung heavy in the air as the group exchanged looks, wondering what this meant for the balance of power within the world of curses.