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Megumi felt the weight of that gaze. It gave him a sickening jolt of adrenaline. He didn't use the shadow's power; instead, he stepped on it, using the momentary stability of that ancient presence to launch himself forward. With a final, desperate cry, he plunged his hand into the curse’s chest, tearing the Sukuna finger from its core.

Suddenly, a rift appeared within the domain—a glitch in Megumi’s unrefined technique. For a split second, the shadow of a four-armed figure loomed behind him, larger and more ancient than any curse present. It was an echo of Sukuna’s interest, a spectral presence fed by Megumi’s sudden burst of "selfishness." JujutsuKaisen_Ep_23_ITA.mp4

The domain shattered. The silence that followed was heavier than the rain. Megumi collapsed, the finger clutched in his hand, unaware that for ten seconds under the bridge, he hadn't just fought a curse—he had stood in the shadow of a king and refused to blink. Megumi felt the weight of that gaze