Battle of Cursed Powers: Toge Inumaki vs. Pseudo Suguru Geto The arena shuddered as the legendary powers of two jujutsu sorcerers prepared to clash. Toge Inumaki, with his riceball curse of commands that could turn the tide of battle in just a few words, stood across from Pseudo Suguru Geto, the cunning evil mastermind with a chilling grin and an aura that radiated arrogance. The air was thick with tension, brewing storm clouds above, reflecting the potency of the impending clash. Toge took a deep breath, the familiar ache in his throat serving as a constant reminder of both his power and his weakness. Sweat dripped down from his brow as the intensity of the battle surged around them. "I don’t have time to mess around," Toge muttered silently, knowing well that the stakes were high. Geto, with his malevolent calmness, merely chuckled, "You think you can control me? You’ll find out how foolish that is, Inumaki.” He waved his hand dismissively, summoning countless cursed spirits from the darkness, their twisted forms crawling out like shadows from a nightmare. Bugs, serpents, and grotesque humanoid figures materialized around him, eager to feast on the essence of the living. "Don’t move!" Toge barked out suddenly, his voice hoarse but powerful, the command filled with raw intent. The spirits froze momentarily, but Geto was unfazed, his eyes glimmering with malicious glee. "You think words can bind my cursed spirits?" He sneered, energy shimmering around him. "Watch this!" With a swift movement, he unleashed his Idle Transfiguration, turning one of the spirits into a vicious beast. It lunged at Toge, teeth bared. "Twist!" Toge commanded, and with a tremendous effort, he forced the spirits to contort and recoil. But the strain was visibly taking a toll, his throat burning with each demand, echoing his fleeting strength. Geto, embodying arrogance, took the opportunity to mock, "You really think you can challenge me with commands that strain your own body? Pathetic." With a flick, he activated the Anti-Gravity System, lifting himself and the monstrous spirit out of reach. "How about I make a move?" The sky darkened as Geto began channeling power into his signature move, the Maximum Uzumaki. Toge steeled himself, trying to find any opening for a counterattack, eyes darting amid the chaos. "Explode!" Toge's voice rang out, and some of the spirits under Geto's control erupted, drawing his attention. However, their destruction only provoked Geto further. "You’re only making it worse for yourself!" he taunted, channeling greater energy into his vast collection of cursed spirits. With a swift gesture, a hulking mass of congealed curses surged forward, and Toge found himself cornered. "Here’s the end, Inumaki!" Geto proclaimed, raising his hands to unleash the relentless force of Womb Profusion. The barrierless domain expanded within seconds, an overwhelming surge of cursed energy erupting in an ominous explosion. In a desperate bid, Toge gathered every scraps of his remaining power. In a final throaty roar, he shouted, “SLEEP!” The command laced with all his remaining strength tore through the air, threading itself into the chaos. For a moment, the cacophony paused. Yet, Geto twisted the aftermath to his advantage. Though some spirits succumbed, it wasn’t enough. The titanic explosion from Womb Profusion detonated with the intensity of a raging storm, sending Toge sprawling to the ground, his vision darkening and fading. As the dust settled and the echoes of chaos quieted, Geto stood tall with a wicked smirk, arms crossed over his chest. "Looks like that’s game over." His voice dripped with contempt, thriving on his triumph. Winner: Pseudo Suguru Geto The arrogance and tactical brilliance of Geto proved too formidable. Toge's Cursed Speech commands showed potential, but the strain on his throat and overall weaker power levels left him vulnerable. Geto's vast experience and the overwhelming strength of his cursed spirits eclipsed Toge's resolve, marking this battle as his victory.