Arknights: Reborn as the Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer

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This wasn’t a simple question. It was Sukuna’s cold, mocking voice, piercing straight through his shattered mental defenses and striking the most vulnerable corner of his heart.

Sukuna’s icy voice sounded beside his ear again, merciless as a sentence: “Can he really keep living?” It wasn’t just a question about survival, but a challenge to the very meaning of existence. If he couldn’t even find a reason to keep living, what was the point of being alive?

Yet Sukuna’s mocking laughter continued to echo in his ears, as if proclaiming his final fate. At last, when the final bolt of black lightning tore through the night sky and struck his body, he finally fell. His life, like that bolt of lightning, was brief and brilliant, then vanished into endless darkness. Perhaps this was fate: one terrible world exchanged for another, again and again, without end… And yet, even in his final moments, he couldn’t forget the flame of hope that had burned within him to protect others.

When the final black lightning fell, his life ended with it.

Well, that was what would have happened if fate hadn’t decided to trade one terrible world for another.

But what kind of place was Lungmen?