The original user of Total Mind Control

I find myself in a plain of nothingness, surrounded by complete darkness. I spin in a circle, trying to understand where I am. Behind me, an old man sits in a chair, starching his long grey beard. He lets out a wicked laugh.

"Well, well, well. I was beginning to think I'd never meet you." He says, his voice croaky yet high pitched.

I turn, seeing the old man. "Who are you? Where are we?!"

"Calm down, boy. You are dreaming. This is simply our consciousnesses connecting before my time ends." He gives a long, painful cough. "Even I couldn't discover immortality."

I look at him, seeing some strange similarities. We share the same nose and have the same freckle right beneath our right eye. Although I've never met this man before, I seem to know who he is.

"You're him, aren't you? The original user of Total Mind Control, the technique Gojo Sensei told me about?" I ask him.

He gives a toothy grin. "Right you are. My name is Kazuya Adachi, what you would call a Jujutsu Sorcerer. But in my time, I was called a God."

He waves his hand dismissively. "But that doesn't matter. You are my descendant, Johnathan. Your family roots link back to Japan, where I was born and obtained my great power. And now, you have received it."

"But why, how? And aren't you meant to be dead? How come we're having this conversation?!"

"Before my ****, I unknowingly casted something your present time calls a Binding Vow. It allowed for me to connect with my descendant who would awaken the family technique, beyond time and space, to part my final words. I must say though, I'm disappointed it took this long for someone to awaken it. But nevertheless, you're the one."

"So what can you tell me? I have no idea what this power is. Please, help me anyway you can, Adachi-sama!" I plead. I'm not the one to beg, but this is a one in a lifetime opportunity. To speak with the creator of my newfound power is something I've got to take advantage of.

"The technique is simple, Johnathan. Simply chant it before casting to increase its effect. The Cursed Technique also grows in power the more people you control. The technique allows you to gain total control over anyone - curse, human or sorcerer. You could convince them they're a monkey, your loyal **** or command them to die for your cause. Anything you will, they will obey. But note, until you grow your power, you will be limited how many people who you can control. The technique is designed to build an empire under your rule, so use it as such."

"Adachi-sama, are you saying this technique really can control people? That, if I wanted to, I could rule the world?" I ask.

Adachi laughs, which turns into a coughing fit. After he recovers, he says "My, you have greater ambitions than me, boy! If you desire, you may rule the world, yes. I desired that as well, but unfortunately my time has come to an end. But perhaps in the modern day of your time, there are possibilities to achieve what I couldn't..."

Suddenly, the dark dreamscape cracks above us. A ray of light shines in.

"Ah, it seems my time is coming to an end. But before I go, take this." Adachi says, reaching out his hand.

I watch as he gifts me a scroll, written in ancient writing of some kind. "What is this?"

"I can sense the King of Curses near you, Johnathan. I have no idea the state of the world, but the fact that Ryomen Sukuna, the only one who could rival me is nearby, presents a grand opportunity. Use this scroll to transform Sukuna into a more...desirable form. This form will give you exactly 5 seconds to cast the technique. Attempting to gain Sukuna as your first servant would be foolish, an instant **** wish as his power would overwhelm you. But this scroll grants you that chance. And if you had Sukuna on your side..."

Adachi's face twists. An aura of darkness wraps around him, something even more powerful than Gojo sensei. Despite his old age, I see the image of a ruthless ruler burning villages and commanding armies. I see a conqueror of people, the most beautiful woman lick and suck his cock, pleasuring their Master. While the men fight and **** away to build his empire. And now, I see a still powerful man thrilled by the idea of claiming another prize. Shivers run down my back.

"You could very well rule the world."

The crack above us grows in size, letting in more blinding light.

"It's time to go, Johnathan. As I pass into the afterlife, I shall watch over you. Do me proud and build an empire greater than I did."

The light fills the dark dreamscape as I awaken from my dream. I'm sitting in bed, panting and sweating. I look down to see the scroll still in my hands. It was real. The dream was real.

I think back to Nobara, and imagine her on her knees, servicing my cock like a whore. Her then riding my cock, screaming my name, her big boobs bouncing around as she gives herself up to me completely. I think to the quick glimpses of woman I saw at Jujutsu High, the potential to claim what I could otherwise never have. I imagine controlling someone like Gojo or Sukuna, commanders of my armies to take over the world.

My whole life has been listening to other people's commands. Even my transfer here to Tokyo wasn't my own decision, but one made by my university in the States. Maybe this is what I've always be destined for, what has always been owed to me.

Something within me has awakened. And I don't plan to go back. Tomorrow, I'll find Sukuna. And I'll begin my plan to claim my life the way I WANT TO!