He became such, from eating the last six death paintings, whom were his half brothers, via Kenjaku, they did not do as Sukuna did, and reside inside him, but were absorbed, like how Sukuna absorbed his twin brother, when he ate him. (You know, Yuji's dad, Jin) Thats how Yuji became a Death Painting.
Well I knew he ate his siblings/the death paintings I just didn't realize it turned him into a death painting too after he ate them, I just thought he got the CT and CE from it.
Also apparently Yuji's Grandpa is Sukuna's twin's reincarnation not his dad.
[X] I'll meet you at the target. Bye ❤️
-[X] Teleport to target, slap a seal on him and teleport to chappy (in whichever order is most expedient) with a "I heard you where looking for a certain someone..."
[X] I'll meet you at the target. Bye ❤️
-[X] Teleport to target, slap a seal on him and teleport to chappy (in whichever order is most expedient) with a "I heard you where looking for a certain someone..."
[X] I'll meet you at the target. Bye ❤️
-[X] Teleport to target, slap a seal on him and teleport to chappy (in whichever order is most expedient) with a "I heard you where looking for a certain someone..."
Mm, I doubt that actually. Not because I think E-Money wouldn't (dude is an almighty sack of fuck), but because I think Terra wouldn't have fallen to its canon state of techno-barbarism if Yuji was still on Earth and active. So either Yuji got got sometime during the Cybernetic Revolt or the subsequent Age of Strife (extremely plausible unforch, even RCE isn't gonna let you survive something called a "sun-snuffer" or a warp storm IMO) or he went to ground somewhere out in the broader galaxy, at which point it's highly plausible/likely Emps just wouldn't have come across him. The Imperium's dominance of the galaxy has always been much more broad than it is deep, even at its pre-decay peak.
I think my personal favorite headcanon would be that Yuji has just been spending the past umpty years doing his very best Doomguy impression out in the Ghoul Stars trying to keep its innumerable awful threats under some level of control, and may not actually even be aware that the Imperium is a thing (which I think suits his himbo vibes also, lol). It's significantly more likely that he did get got (I just don't think the Golden Thronesquatter is the most likely culprit), but that's not my favorite.
I think my personal favorite headcanon would be that Yuji has just been spending the past umpty years doing his very best Doomguy impression out in the Ghoul Stars trying to keep its innumerable awful threats under some level of control, and may not actually even be aware that the Imperium is a thing (which I think suits his himbo vibes also, lol).
Ngl, I like this too. But I really don't think that anyone Gojo knew would have come to even a decent end, considering the way things were going after he got put in the box. But it's a nice mental image, Yuuji just out there, doing his thing, saving people by punching things really hard, doing the best he can and leaving a mysterious trail of destruction behind him.
Well.
We'll see.
All that's still up in the air, as these things go.
Ngl, I like this too. But I really don't think that anyone Gojo knew would have come to even a decent end, considering the way things were going after he got put in the box. But it's a nice mental image, Yuuji just out there, doing his thing, saving people by punching things really hard, doing the best he can and leaving a mysterious trail of destruction behind him.
Well.
We'll see.
All that's still up in the air, as these things go.
Hey if Yuji did end up going that way just imagine how much more he grew with time & the eventual black flashes He'd hit. Bro got to his level in like a year, imagine what else he'd achieve skill/ability wise.
Hey if Yuji did end up going that way just imagine how much more he grew with time & the eventual black flashes He'd hit. Bro got to his level in like a year, imagine what else he'd achieve skill/ability wise.
This I think would be one of the few things that would get Gojo to straight up cry tears of happiness both out of sincere pride and because it would be the one of the most embarrassing things he could do
Hey just found this story, first ever quest, and wanted to thank you for it. I am I adoring the idea of Gojo in 40k, don't know much about it but what my algorithm is teaching me that is, and trying to figure out what our reaction to finding out about just about anything about the Imperium is. All of it is bad, and not worth saving anyway.
But really, with the kind of population numbers that are around right now, there isn't much that he can really do to change things, even in one Hive city.
Only way I can see a real difference is by teaching important people to visually see curse energy and prove that suffering of the population is screwing everybody over. Then hint at some Evil great power probably taking the time to manipulate the status quo to how it is on purpose. That could make a difference in a few century's, right? At least good enough to warrant an experiment to prove that momentum can actually be shifted and that hope is a thing?
Hey just found this story, first ever quest, and wanted to thank you for it. I am I adoring the idea of Gojo in 40k, don't know much about it but what my algorithm is teaching me that is, and trying to figure out what our reaction to finding out about just about anything about the Imperium is. All of it is bad, and not worth saving anyway.
But really, with the kind of population numbers that are around right now, there isn't much that he can really do to change things, even in one Hive city.
Only way I can see a real difference is by teaching important people to visually see curse energy and prove that suffering of the population is screwing everybody over. Then hint at some Evil great power probably taking the time to manipulate the status quo to how it is on purpose. That could make a difference in a few century's, right? At least good enough to warrant an experiment to prove that momentum can actually be shifted and that hope is a thing?
They already know about that I'm pretty sure. There's these standards for the imperium and its worlds, designed specifically to allow the worlds to pay the tithing without causing mass rebellion. Another reason for these standards is that it's the most cutthroat way of maximizing the efficiency of people without causing demons and crap to start appearing.
They know, they consider suffering of the people necessary, they consider suffering prayer. This is the imperium. We not changing crap and there is no introspective for the imperium, because that is heresy. Heresy has been met with a shot to the head or public execution for about 10 millennia now.
Back to the important people seeing it? Nah. The imperium wants as little people to know about chaos as possible, if you say you can see demons you're a psyker and you're getting on that ship. You're certainly not continuing to govern the planet, especially when you have a 100 alternatives(cousins) to replace them with. Why risk it?
I promise I'm working on this guys, it's just been a hell of a week.
...On the plus side, I got to handle boxing gloves signed by Muhammad Ali and get paid to do it, so that was cool. Nothing else has been cool, but that was.
"Really, Elias, after all that we've been through-" you give a put-upon pout "-you doubt my competence?"
"I met you fewer than twenty-four hours ago," Elias says dryly. He bends, and hefts the Commissar up; the man remains unconsious, because you're good at what you do. Obligingly, you misuse Blue to pull a chair over for Elias to deposit the Commissar into. "How long will he be out?"
"That depends on him," you reply, leaning in to prod the Commissar's face. "He might be out for a day. He might be out for an hour." A beat. "Or I could just wake him up any time I want to."
[X] I'll meet you at the target. Bye ❤️
-[X] Teleport to target, slap a seal on him and teleport to chappy (in whichever order is most expedient) with a "I heard you where looking for a certain someone..."
[X] Purple.
Luckily, your precision has improved thanks to your 38,000 years of navel gazing, and you were able to successfully annihilate the governor with history's tiniest Hollow Purple, leaving the room—and your seals—mostly intact. You should be able to get another use out of them.
Elias' request isn't unreasonable, you think, but you have a much better idea. It takes you all of seconds (minutes, scanning the whole of the fortress) to locate the target. He's holding still, where he is about three floors almost directly down from you. Easy.
"I'll meet you with the target," you say cheerfully. "Bye!" You give Elias a wink and heart-shaped hands, before you are standing in front of a very startled Commissar.
"Wha--" he has time to get out, before you tap his forehead, and tell him,
"Go to sleep." Cursed energy carries your command, and it's quite effective. The people around you are staring--he wasn't alone--but you ignore them as you slap a couple seals on the man--out of an abundance of precaution, since a closer look doesn't reveal any extra beings lurking inside him--and teleport back to where you left Elias.
"Heard you were looking for this," you comment glibly, dropping the still-unconscious Commissar at your pal's feet. You seem to have cut him off mind-sentence, and he's kind of. Staring at you. Again.
"--belay that, Captain. He's back already, with the Commissar in tow. Prioritise the other targets."
"Understood, Inquisitor. Carrigen out." Elias stows his vox, and turns to your package, regarding the unconscious man with non-too-friendly a look. "Can your seals keep him contained?" he asks, prodding the Commissar with the armoured toe of his boot.
"Sure," you reply with a shrug. "Good news though, this guy isn't possessed--I checked," you add, before Elias can ask.
"That quickly," Elias states more than asks. Again, you give him an almost careless shrug.
"I'm just that good." You can see Elias reaching out with his senses through his cursed energy to do his own examination, before he finally nods.
"It would seem that you are."
"Really, Elias, after all that we've been through-" you give a put-upon pout "-you doubt my competence?"
"I met you fewer than twenty-four hours ago," Elias says dryly. "Try that line again when we have known one another for a week." He bends, and hefts the Commissar up; the man remains unconsious, because you're good at what you do. Obligingly, you misuse Blue to pull a chair over for Elias to deposit the Commissar into. "How long will he be out?"
"That depends on him," you reply, leaning in to prod the Commissar's face. "He might be out for a day. He might be out for an hour." A beat. "Or I could just wake him up any time I want to." Elias' lips twist into something like a smile.
"Keep him out for the time being. I want to have all of them secured, and I do not want to chance him somehow warning them if he is conscious." He peers down at the Commissar, and the twist of his lips becomes a frown, again. "Can you find the others the way you foudn him? It would save us a great deal of time and danger."
"Not really," you admit. "I could find him because I saw him before, and he was still close by."
"So there are limits to what you can do," Elias observes. "I was beginning to wonder."
"None that matter," you reply.
"It matters now," Elias counters.
"No it doesn't. Captain Carrigen seems like a competent guy. He can handle it." You wave your hand a little, and Elias turns his frown on you. It's a good frown, well-structured, but it lacks the emotional impact of Yaga's frowns, or the vitriolic familiarity of Utahime's scowls. You give it a solid seven out of ten though, because it's really not bad.
"And what do we do in the meantime?" Elias asks.
"We could wake this guy up and get some more names from him," you point out, prodding the Commissar again. "Search his pockets, strip him down, hang him upside down, check the former governor's paperwork... Oh! I could go check on Davus and Calvara. We left them without a long-range-" vox, it's vox, not radio "-vox, a veil, and a whole pile of daemons."
You only see the tiny twitch of Elias' mouth at your suggestions because your eyes are literally the best. It's a tiny little thing, the barest hint of a smile, here and then gone, and you doubt that one other person in ten billion would have seen it, and a brief, sour feeling strikes out, and you frown at him.
"You know, I don't appreciate being tested," you say, voice lower and more dangerous than you typically pitch it. "It's rude to say the least."
"I was wondering if you would notice," Elias replies, apparently completely unbothered by your disapproval. "You have been invaluably helpful, I will admit, but you are still an unknown quantity. I feel slightly more confident in you now than I did before we interrogated the governor, but you are, and I repeat for emphasis, still unknown."
You want to roll your eyes and scoff, but part of you, that little voice of responsibility that does exist, you promise, whispers that Elias might, maybe, possibly actually have a point. He doesn't know you. Nobody knows you. Nobody has heard of you, because for all intents and purposes, you have been dead for 38,000 whole-ass years. You are on an alien planet dealing with an alien culture and alien curses, and only the fact that things are just familiar enough is letting you hold on--
Okay.
He has a point.
"Can we say you have enough confidence in me for now to cut the crap until the current crisis is actually resolved?" you ask, resigned for the moment to the annoyance of being treated as possibly a dangerous rogue element, and not the upstanding member of jujutsu society that you so obviously actually are.
"I can agree to that," Elias says, after a moment of consideration.
"Good."
[] "Now let's string this guy up and get some answers."
[] "I'm going to go help Captain Carrigen."
[] "We should really check that paperwork."
[] Something else? (Write in.)
[X] "Now let's string this guy up and get some answers."
I see no reason why not to. With Gojo watching him like a hawk I doubt he could try anything even if he somehow (by direct act of Tzeench no less) slipped by everyone that he is a psyker or possessed.
And if someone tries to communicate TO him weeeell
Note-to-self: In exactly one week in universe time have Gojo repeat what he said word for word in the exact same tone and pose to Elias purely for the funny.
[X] "Now let's string this guy up and get some answers."
