Gojo Bizarre Adventure At Galaxy Far Far Away , jjk starwars crossover

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Gojo Bizarre Adventure At Galaxy Far Far Away , jjk starwars crossover

Chapitre 1: Gojo's Arrival in the Star Wars Universe (FIXED)

Gojo Satoru stood atop a skyscraper in Shibuya, the city lights reflecting faintly off his blindfold. The night was young, and below him, the bustling city surged with life, chaos woven into every moment. Though the sounds and sights of Shibuya were as vibrant as ever, Gojo's mind was elsewhere caught in contemplation, questioning the limits of his powers.

Unbeknownst to him, this was not his first life. Gojo, a reincarnator, had been given a second chance at existence, yet he had not fully realized this truth. His Rikugan , however, were beginning to unveil more than just the world around him. The unique power allowed him to see through deception, to pierce the veils of lies, and even to sense the thoughts of others—not read them, but get a strong sense of their intentions. The abilities of others were also becoming increasingly transparent to him, as if his vision extended beyond the ordinary realm of cursed energy.

Still, he acted like the young gojo confident, brash, and competitive. And beside him, as always, stood Suguru Geto, friend and rival, his smirk never far from his lips.

"You know, Gojo, I've always wondered," Geto began, his tone teasing. "If you can teleport and manipulate space, why don't you try moving at the speed of light? Or are you scared?"

Gojo chuckled, shaking his head. "Speed of light, huh? That's a bit over the top, even for me. Besides, what would be the point?"

Geto's smirk widened. "Just think about it. Imagine the places you could go, the things you could see. Or are you admitting there are limits to your power?"

Gojo's competitive spirit was piqued. "Alright, fine. I'll give it a shot. But don't blame me if I end up somewhere weird."

With that, Gojo focused his energy, his immense cursed energy swirling around him. In an instant, he vanished, leaving only a ripple in the air behind him.

In a galaxy far, far away, on a massive Lucrehulk battleship, chaos reigned. Jedi Knights Qui-Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi were in the midst of a desperate escape. They had just encountered the formidable droidekas, and their situation was growing dire.

"Master, we need to find another way out!" Obi-Wan called, deflecting blaster bolts with his lightsaber.

Qui-Gon nodded, his face grim. "Agreed. We can't keep this up forever."

Just as they turned a corner, a blinding flash of light erupted in the hangar bay. The force of the explosion sent shockwaves through the ship, and the two Jedi shielded their eyes from the intense brightness. When the light faded, they saw a figure standing in the middle of a massive crater, the metal floor warped and scorched around him.

Gojo Satoru stood up, dusting off his clothes. He looked around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. "Well, this is definitely not Shibuya."

The sound of clanking metal drew his attention, and he saw dozens of battle droids converging on his location. They raised their blasters, and for a moment, Gojo considered his options.

Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan exchanged a glance. "Who is that?" Obi-Wan asked, his lightsaber still at the ready.

"I'm not sure," Qui-Gon replied. "But he's in danger. We need to help him."

Before they could move, Gojo raised his hand, his expression turning serious. "Curse Technique Lapse: Blue."

A surge of blue energy erupted from Gojo, obliterating the droids in an instant. The wave of power spread outwards, creating a protective barrier around him. The Jedi watched in awe as the droids were disintegrated, leaving nothing but smoldering remains.

"Unbelievable," Obi-Wan muttered. "I've never seen anything like it."

Gojo turned towards the two Jedi, his black glasses giving him an enigmatic appearance. "And who might you be?"

Qui-Gon stepped forward, lowering his lightsaber slightly. "I am Qui-Gon Jinn, and this is my apprentice, Obi-Wan Kenobi. We are Jedi Knights."

"Jedi, huh?" Gojo mused, looking around the hangar. "Never heard of you. But I guess we're on the same side for now."

Obi-Wan couldn't contain his curiosity. "What kind of power was that? How did you destroy those droids so easily?"

Gojo shrugged. "Just a little trick of mine. Call it cursed energy oh yeah i forgot my name is Gojo , Gojo Satoru The Strongest ."

Qui-Gon nodded, his mind racing with possibilities. "You seem to be very powerful. We could use someone like you. But first, we need to get out of here. This ship is crawling with enemies."

Gojo smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Lead the way. I'll handle any trouble that comes our way."

As they made their way through the hangar, more battle droids appeared, trying to stop their progress. Each time, Gojo effortlessly dispatched them with his cursed techniques, leaving the Jedi in awe of his abilities. Despite their progress, more and more droids kept coming, flooding the hangar from all sides.

Back on the Lucrehulk battleship, Nute Gunray and Rune Haako watched the security footage in stunned silence. The sight of Gojo effortlessly dismantling their droid army had left them in a state of shock.

"What... what is that thing?" Gunray stammered, his face pale with fear.

Haako shook his head. "I don't know, but he's clearly not from the Republic. We need to report this to Lord Sidious immediately."

Gunray activated his communicator, his hands trembling. "Yes, we must inform him of this... this new threat."

It wasn't the first time Gunray had said these words. In fact, over the past few weeks, he had repeated the same phrase countless times, as if his mind was slowly beginning to slip into senility. Unable to process the unprecedented events they were facing, Gunray's mind clung to the same mantra over and over, as though convincing himself it was the solution to everything.

Haako, not far behind in his mental state, echoed Gunray's sentiment as he often did. His expression was one of hollow terror, like a man repeating his only truth: "Yes, report it to Lord Sidious."

In the hangar, the relentless waves of droids continued to pour in. Gojo, Qui-Gon, and Obi-Wan found themselves increasingly surrounded. Despite Gojo's immense power, the sheer number of droids seemed endless.

"We're outnumbered," Obi-Wan noted, his grip tightening on his lightsaber.

Qui-Gon nodded. "We need a distraction to make our escape."

They moved towards the nearby transport ship, hoping to use it to escape, but as they approached, they saw that the hangar was swarming with vulture droids, their blasters aimed and ready to fire. The air was thick with tension, and the odds seemed insurmountable.

Gojo's smirk widened. "Don't worry. I've got this."

With a flick of his wrist, Gojo used his Curse Technique Lapse: Blue at half output. A surge of blue energy erupted from him, tearing through the ranks of the droids and creating a temporary safe path.

Qui-Gon glanced at Obi-Wan, a look of concern crossing his face. "Obi-Wan, be prepared for anything. Gojo's power is unlike anything we've ever seen."

Obi-Wan nodded. "Understood, Master. But can we really trust him?"

"We have no other choice," Qui-Gon replied. "His power might be our only hope of getting out of here alive."

As the droids closed in, Gojo raised his hand, his fingers splayed as he focused his energy. The air around him seemed to vibrate with power, and the ground beneath his feet trembled.

"Gojo," Qui-Gon called out, "can you create a distraction to take out the droids inside the hangar? We need time to deal with the ones outside."

Gojo raised an eyebrow. "And how do you plan to handle the ones outside?"

Obi-Wan stepped forward, his expression serious. "The Force will guide us. It always has."

Gojo let out a laugh, a sound that echoed through the chaos of the hangar. "You are the most crazy people who have an unamount of faith in what you call a supernatural being," he said, his tone mocking.

Suddenly, his laugh grew louder and more intense, shaking the entire Lucrehulk battleship. The walls and floor trembled under the force of his laughter, causing the Separatists to look around in fear.

"That was naive thinking," he said, his voice low and filled with a dangerous edge. The air around him began to vibrate with power, the ground beneath his feet cracking and trembling.