Chapter 1: KasHIMo
Sometimes, people don't believe in what I say, but I am, without a doubt, the strongest!
Even if that's because I haven't found anyone that isn't a farmer, but that doesn't matter.
My name is Hajime Kashimo, and I am the strongest of this era, because frankly speaking there isn't much to talk about.
Muzan, you heard that right, is the only 'strong' person of this era, and I guess Yoriichi's shitter of a brother too, maybe.
But besides those two, there was no one whose name was recognizable, and that in itself was strange, for I had been reincarnated just too 'early' for the events that I had happened.
As of right now, I was somewhere in the seventeenth century, three hundred years before the events of Demon Slayer, if this timeline is adhering to that. Four hundred years before the events of Jujutsu Kaisen.
Had I been a normal person, I would've been sad, because that meant there's nothing 'important' that I can do, there's no ultimate goal in this era.
But that's how farmers think.
I will get resurrected if I keep doing what I'm supposed to do, which is to be the strongest of this era, but it's incredibly boring.
So far, I've been effectively forcing the farmers to give me their crops to 'protect' them from Demons, which again, when something does appear, I kill it, but it's mostly so that I could get the rush of fighting, than it was to keep my promises.
I do it because I don't want to work, and they have a lot of resources, I'm not even asking that much if I'm being honest, but then again, I do want more money if only to spend in stupid little things.
Or maybe I can just hide the money somewhere and grab it when I get resurrected, now that would be neat.
"Now that I think about it, Demon Slayers do make money, don't they?" I asked myself, I saw them running around sometimes, they were weak, around the same rank as Sorcerers believe it or not, but that's mostly on the Sorcerers for being weak.
Demon Slayers barely knew anything breathing related, but they had the swords, and that, for some of them, was more than enough. I once got a One of them thinking I was a demon for my Cursed Techinque, not understanding that I am a sorcerer, likely because the child hasn't been around the Demon Slayers for that long.
Suffice to say that while I didn't kill him, I'm sure to put him bedridden for months, because I forgot how backwards the hospitals were of this era, if he had an actual hospital room, it was likely that he would just be hurt, but overall fine. Farmers couldn't even reset his bone correctly.
I sighed as I sat on the makeshift bed I've made. It's not anything perfect, but hey, I couldn't find anyone with the skill needed to make something actually good, so this will have to work for the time being.
"There's just so little to do! Between farmers and demons of the shittiest scale, I haven't managed to find anyone actually remarkable!" I am aware that I'm supposed to be the strongest, but am I really the strongest? I can't fucking tell because everything I've been fighting is on the same level as a farmer!
It's agonizing because this means that Sukuna, as he stood there when he wanted to waffled my ass down, probably thought of me to be the same level as I saw those farmers.
But then I realized, I just needed to be stronger than what I am right now.
Sure, that's easier said than done, but I have my own weak points, such as my current lack of Reverse Cursed Technique not to mention the fact that I don't actually have a domain expansion, only a simple domain, or well, the thing that came before that one.
Not that it would matter, but then again, Kenjaku only appears to offer me a second chance when I'm old, weak and venerable, so at the very least, I still have forty years, depending on how old I actually am by the time Kenjaku appears, that should be more than enough time to become stronger, unless I'm just that bad with learning, which I would rather believe I'm not that much of moron.
You know what? Maybe I should just travel the country and fight whatever comes along the way, maybe that way I can actually be challenged something strong. Yes, that made the most sense.
Pick a day and just fuck off this little town, it's not like I'm attached to this place any more than a person is attached to a seven-eleven.
Yes, it might for the better if I simply left, that way they can't even afford the time to try and stab me in the back, of course.
Then I can just slaughter whatever's on my path without caring that much since at that point whatever's coming onto me is gonna be an enemy.
Hn.
"Should I have children?" I had asked myself, but it was a legitimate question, I will let you know. That was a thought that came to me before, did Kashimo have children? If he hadn't, should I too, not have any children? If he did, should I try to have kids as well?
That would be a strange way to just change the timeline, but interesting nonetheless.
I decide to grab my shit, which frankly isn't much, my sword, which I stole from a Demon Slayer, although I can't even tell if this is the super special sword or just some shit they had.
What does it even matter, I chuckle to myself, I should instead be training to become Enel instead. Throw an El Thor on Sukuna sure would kill him. the idea of me killing Sukuna would just be the highlight of my second life, which reminds me, I need to figure out how to become immortal in some way, but hopefully not like Kenny's. I already died once, and I know I will die a second time so that I can get brought to present era for Kenny's plans. I have no desire to die a third time.
My life is boringly numb now but that doesn't mean it has to be this way for the rest of it, so I will keep fighting, I will keep training, and I will keep joking, because in this time where there's nothing to look after, there's no reason for me to worry about it.
It was the middle of the night when I left the village, not that it mattered whether it was day or night, it's not like the villagers actually liked me any more than the demons. My steps were quick, Kashimo's memories helped me a whole lot when it comes to my movements.
The best I can do is to think how others with lightning powers use their abilities, and see what I can replicate, and what I cannot. It would've been a lot easier if I had been reborn as Yuji before he ate the finger, or Yuta, for he was strong.
With a hand on the sword's handle, I kept walking on the forest, that while not infested, still had demons walking around, weaklings all the same to my abilities.
"I sure wish I had Reverse Cursed Technique," Maybe I wouldn't even die after using my Cursed Technique if I could use it, well, I do have time to learn.
But most importantly, I need worthy enemies, but I cannot imagine many strong fighters on this era. I will ponder on it later, maybe then I will have an better idea, of course.
The demons that appeared to ambush me well... I couldn't recognize, so I just chopped their heads off, not only it was easier than I had expected... But I forgot to ask them if the blade I had was the Nichirin one or not.
Scratching my head I sighed.
It's boring to be strong in a weak era. I'd rather get my shit beaten up by Hikari's Jackpot if I'm being honest.
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