In the end, Abyss Jugo chose his new form, his body grew larger, his black hair falling over his eyes, his physique more compact without losing volume, he was like a rock beneath his clothes.
A faint scar ran vertically across his right lip as his face rapidly changed.
The figure was exactly that of Fushiguro Toji.
-Sorcerer killer... well, that's a good choice.- Chained Jugo shrugged.
-Hehe... I just need the right clothes and the look will be complete. From now on, call me Fushiguro Toji.- Toji said lightly.
-...Man, if we were in the world of LOTM, this kind of personality dissociation would have a high chance of making me lose control.- Jugo complained.
-But we're not.- Toji shrugged.
-As long as you don't forget who you are, everything will be fine, i guess, just think of it as cosplay or something like that. - Jugo frowned, thinking that this could be a problem in the future, so he decided to prepare himself to "donate" this personality in the future, leaving no room for developing some Annoying mental problem.
-Okay. - Toji agreed, he would see it as part of the act, just as the Beyonders from LOTM act without fully committing to the potion, always remembering that they are only acting.
Jugo put that aside and asked curiously. - So, you chose this look so you could go around killing ninjas?
-Basically, I think I'll join Kakuzu in his business of hunting down rogue ninjas.- Toji shrugged.
-Your eyes also turned black. Did you just camouflage it or did you give up on the Byakugan?- Jugo nodded as he looked into his eyes.
Toji didn't answer, but veins bulged at the sides of his eyes, though the eyes themselves hadn't changed at all. -Still functional, it could be useful for tracking, although I no longer have a werewolf's sense of smell, which is a shame, but my senses were greatly enhanced by the potion, so the loss wasn't that great.
Jugo raised an eyebrow as he spoke. -Well, you want the Werewolf curse?
Toji seemed to think for a moment before shaking his head. -No need, we don't know how it will react in another Beyonder.
Jugo agreed, it made sense, but he was thinking about something else. -You chose this look, are you going to focus on Taijutsu?
-Hmm... that sounds like a good idea. Besides, I didn't learn the Eight Gates for nothing, but if needed, I'll use other things. My Devil Spells is also quite 'common', the only one truly applicable in a fight is Slowness, which can be useful in a direct confrontation.- Toji scratched his chin thoughtfully.
He could go around using ninjutsu or genjutsu, but... what's the fun in that? At most, he'd use some shadow clones to confuse them, after all, it was just acting. With his current strength, unless he encounters an S-Rank ninja, taijutsu is completely effective.
Jugo agreed, he felt a little bored sometimes, it was good to have a change, but he still asked. -What are the other two spells?
-Devil's Tongue and Black Contract... - Toji explained the function of both, including his ability to create a projection of himself.
-They seem useful, even I'm envious of the Devil's Tongue, anyway... if you need to use the Black Contract or ask for power, feel free.- Jugo shrugged.
-Okay! - Toji agreed slightly.
-Well, let's get some clothes for you. I imagine you want Toji's clothes?- Jugo asked.
-Yes, and a sword too.- Toji said thoughtfully.
-Which one? Do you want one of the 7 ninja swords?- Jugo asked. Kabuto had already obtained all the other lost swords: Shibuki, the explosive sword, Kabutowari, the armor-breaker, and Nuibari, the sword that was practically a giant needle with thread. Besides that, there was also Kiba and Kubikiribocho, all in Suigetsu's possession, much to the brat's delight.
-Hmm... Kubikiribocho is the least strange, but that brat Suigetsu won't want to part with it unless I give him Hiramekarei or Samehada... well, forget it, I can get something from outside.- Toji shrugged.
Jugo agreed, without thinking too much about it.
//-//
(3 days later - Border between the Land of Sound and the Land of Fire)
Toji was already wearing his new clothes, a black, stretchy shirt that perfectly accentuated his strong physique, made from a resistant, lightweight, cool, and durable material.
Dark gray Aladdin pants with black stripes and lightweight, airy closed black sandals modified from ninja sandals.
Everything screamed practicality and minimalism.
Toji was walking calmly with his hands in his pockets, about to cross the border, but he stopped for a moment, sensing something, and looked to his right, where Jugo's figure was sitting on a large rock.
-Did you come to say goodbye?- Toji raised an eyebrow.
Jugo didn't answer, but picked up something wrapped up beside him and threw it to him.
Toji picked it up easily, noticing its considerable weight, he opened the package and saw a sheathed sword.
It looked like an exact copy of the Split Soul Katana.
-It's made entirely of chakra metal that was left in the Tenebrous World for a long time. I placed a curse on it to cut to the soul. It's a copy, but honestly, it might even be better than the original. Make good use of it, also, bring a Snake Clone, you're not immune to genjutsu, so this could be dangerous.- Jugo shrugged and disappeared the next moment, leaving only a small white snake in its place, the snake quickly seemed to think of something, changing its color to dark purple and coiling itself around Toji's body.
Toji didn't even glance at the figure leaving, instead focusing on the sword in his hands and the snake coiled around him. The snake spoke. -Well, I can serve as storage if you want - Jugo's voice came from the snake.
A faint smile spread across his face as he drew the "Katana", which looked more like a giant, thin cleaver.
The silvery light surrounded by a heavy, demonic aura would send chills down most people's spines at the mere sight of it, but to him, it seemed simply perfect, like a piece of himself he didn't know was missing.
-Well, let's call you Shakukonto like the original... let's cause some havoc.- Toji chuckled lightly, returning the blade to its black sheath, the white hair where the sword guard should be, flowing with the wind.
He looked at the snake, which calmly opened its mouth, and thrust Shakukonto inside, where it was quickly sealed. The Snake Clone then flowed to Toji's wrist, where it coiled like a bracelet before transforming into a puppet, a simple snake ornament fixed to his arm.
Toji looked at it and nodded. Very useful, now he understood why Orochimaru liked to stuff things into his stomach. He looked away and continued walking, his hands in his pockets.