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Kashimo Hajime son of zeus (pjo)

Tác giả: amarril14

Chương 1: A new beginning

"What about love..." I mutter to the ma- no God before me.

Sukuna turns to me before sighing, "Love is meaningless." After those worlds, I can feel my innate domain crumble as sukuna fades from my vision.

"From one strongest to another, I hope you get more excitement in your next life, ja ne." Those are the last words I hear as my innate domain dissipates completely.

****

After my vision darkened, I was seemingly placed into a state where I could feel my body (which should be impossible since he got turned into cubes), but it felt different. As if it were slowly growing

Over time,

I gained feelings with my formerly absent limbs, and soon, the space I found myself in seemed more and more compressed. It was slightly uncomfortable but bearable nonetheless.

'So this is the afterlife, huh?' if I could tell a story, I would as suddenly my new home begins to drain off the mysterious liquid surrounding me.

'Interesting, I wonder where I am.' I feel my body get pulled head first towards an opening and closing tunnel of light.

'Wait, don't tell me...' realization hits me harder than one of the sukunas blows as I realize I was being born again.

'Oh, good, this is good. Indeed,' if I could smile, I would as I feel myself slowly go through my new mother's birthing tube.

****

Once my birth was a success, a whirlwind of things happened. Like the people around me speaking a foreign language, my mother named me 'Kennedy.'

'I can't grasp the language they speak... it sounds similar to those 'Englishmen' who visited Japan during the Edo period seeking trade.'

They couldn't even use jujutsu, so I avoided them. I currently find myself amongst a large group of other newborns as they whine their pathetic little lungs out.

"My my, this one is silent. His blue eyes are so beautiful~" The nurse looking over me speaks in a language I can't grasp as I tilt my head in confusion. She looks like she's cooing at me and probably calling me cute.

Scowling at the woman who won't leave me to my thoughts, I use every ounce of power in my newborn body and kick her straight in the face. Making the woman yelp in surprise as she rubs her cheek.

"Did you just shock me?" She speaks with a tone of confusion, but once again, I can't understand her as I feel my irregular emotions well, and I begin to wail, albeit without my consent, but my body seems dead set on crying.

'The first order of business is to learn this language soon. I hate being ignorant.' I feel my eyelids grow heavy as the nurse stuck a bottle in my mouth, making me drink unconsciously.

****

[New York City]

(Kashimo) {3 years later}

Life these past three years has been nothing short of absolutely dull. With my pathetic toddler body, I can't train without stunting my growth, and I have no intentions of being a dwarf by the time I'm an adult over some training I can do when I'm slightly older.

I've fluently grasped the language in under a year; my mother calls me a genius.

I chuckle at the memory. "If only she knew..."

My mother is a runway model, and we live in a relatively large house.

My father in this life, just like in my past one, is absent as, according to my mother, he's a very busy man.

I no longer have cursed energy, but I can still control electricity. Strangely enough. It made me suspicious of who my father was since my mother is normal.

My control over electricity is even better than in my past life. I no longer have to 'charge' my attacks, and I also seem entirely immune to things like heavy winds and storms, weirdly enough.

I've tested my immunity to electricity by shoving a fork into an 'electricity socket' long story short. Nothing happened to me other than a minor energy boost.

My mother watched the whole thing, and she was oddly unconcerned with me getting electrocuted. Once again, this made me even more suspicious.

My suspicions grew because of 1. My mother wasn't the irresponsible type, and 2. Her reaction to me saying I didn't feel a thing was like she expected me not to.

So, that helped me conclude that my father had electrical powers. And then that made me wonder a few things.

'Is he alive? And if he is, is he strong?' I have been itching at the prospect of a good fight since I've been reborn. I've tried to pick fights with the 'older kids' in my neighborhood, but they all whined after two hits, claiming that my punches shocked them.

Of course, I knew what my punches were capable of. The new mysterious energy in my body holds the same properties my cursed energy held in my past life.

A passive and constant shock of electricity to anyone I'm fighting(unless they have an overwhelming supply of energy, i.e., Hikari)

I have yet to manage a manifestation of my electricity, but I know I can shock people with my attacks and that I'm immune to all electrical-based dangers.

I'm trying to summon a weak current of electricity between my palms. Whatever energy my body uses to utilize electricity is more stubborn than cursed energy.

It has a more noble feel to it as well. Cursed energy is the manifestation and manipulation of negative emotions. My new energy source is a subconscious thing I can 'will' to do my bidding.

Grinning down at my palm as purple electricity dances in between them, I grin as the electricity grows in power before I expertly quell its roar for more.

After that brief manipulation of my new energy, a wave of exhaustion overtakes me as I remember that this body is three years old. So, I can only maintain the manifestation of my electricity with quick exhaustion.

'Damn this body...' I curse as I pass out on my living room floor.

****

[New York City]

(Kashimo) {1 year later}

After that day, I finally manifested my inner electricity. I've been practicing discreetly, noticing that it grows slightly larger every time I empty my energy reserves.

I go to school for the first time today, much to my chagrin. Still, my mother emphasizes me 'enjoying my childhood while I have it' since, according to her sleep, I 'only have eight more years before it begins,' giving me a deadline for something I don't know is coming.

That has piqued my interest as I grin at the thought of a massive fight with a strong opponent in 8 years.

Clenching my fist in eagerness, I smile as I look at myself in the mirror.

Standing at about 116 centimeters with long platinum blonde hair and shining sky blue eyes, I look identical to my previous self, including the lightning marks underneath my eyes.

The only difference is that my hair and eyes have changed colors from their original turquoise hue.

Tying my hair up into a familiar style, I grin as I head out of the bathroom.

"Kenny~, my little thunderbolt, are you ready for your first day at school?" My smile slightly drops as I feel my cheeks get pinched by my current life's mother.

"Yes, Mother, I am ready to pursue my educational prowess." I sarcastically remark as my mother laughs before picking me up like a baby.

"Oh, my baby is growing up, wah!" My mother mock cries as I struggle to get out of her grip. She's solid for an average person, believe it or not.

"Mother, may you put me down so I can finish this day. I like to 'play' when I'm home, so I want to return to that as soon as possible." My mother smiles at my remark before carrying me off to the car.

I want to get down, but she won't let me go as I'm baby-carried to the car.

****

[Private elementary school]

(Kashimo) {1 hour later}

After being dropped off by my mother at this 'school,' she kissed me goodbye before driving off.

The stares I got from people around me would worry me if I couldn't blow their heads off with electricity if I wished to.

I'm beautiful. Even as a mere four-year-old, some of my teachers and most older kids stare at me for a prolonged period.

One of the gazes was highly notable. Unlike the others who looked at me in curiosity and interest, along with some envy, this particular woman looked at me like a predator staring down its prey.

She looked at me like I was at a particularly luxurious meal. I knew she had no good intentions when she pulled me away from my class to talk with me.

I can feel my blood pumping and my heart rushing as I barely contain a grin and follow my 'teacher' into a secluded part of the school.

'Finally, a fight. Let's hope she doesn't disappoint!' I grin as my teacher turns around before her body begins a transformation.

Her two legs disappear, forming a large snake tail. Her teeth grow as she stares at me with a wicked grin, her long tongue flicking hungrily as I stare up at her, barely containing my excitement.

"Oh my~, what's a young godling like yourself doing with such a strong scent..." Her voice is grating. Like a knife slowly dragging across the bark of a tree.

"Hmm, no reaction to my true form? Are you frozen in fear or simply having a heart attack at my beau-" I don't let the snake woman continue as I blast her in the face with intense lightning, sending her crashing into a nearby wall as I grin at her shocked look.

"No, it can't be... you can't be HIS son. That's simply impossible. He made a vo-" I once again interrupted her as I leaped up with my new energy enhancing me. I land a spinning kick to her disgusting face as she hisses in pain at the shock and is thrown to the side. Slightly.

Grinning at the snake lady rubbing her cheek, I laugh. "I recommend you don't talk and focus on fighting, or I may get bored... and if I get bored, that may cost you your life!" I focus my electricity on the soles of my school uniform's shoes, blitzing forward.

This time, the snake lady is ready as she parries my initial strike but is left open and gasping as my body twists in agility. This body's small stature made doing things simply too easy.

Kicking the snake lady's midsection, she screams in pain as I force the electricity through my kicking leg, shocking her as her form begins smoking and she slowly collapses.

"W-wait! I am your teacher, boy! Son of Zeus-" I don't let the trash finish as I shoot out a streak of lightning piercing her ugly face and turning her along with her clothing to gold dust.

Looking down at the snake lady's fading figure, I frown. "Tch, not even worth a warmup."

I turn on my heels and walk around aimlessly, making plans on how I can explain my 'teachers' sudden disappearance