The Wheel Falls

The Subjugation Ritual continues.
​The blood splattered on Mirai’s chest vanished in an instant, healed by his newly mastered Reverse Cursed Technique.
​Mirai looked at Mahoraga with burning eyes.
​It’s not just a tool, Mirai thought. It’s a god.
​In the canon manga, Ryomen Sukuna's Mahoraga was destroyed quickly by Gojo Satoru. But that was because it hadn't had enough time to grow. It hadn't adapted to Purple fast enough.
​But this Mahoraga... under Mirai's control... it had infinite potential.
​Swoosh!
​Mirai dodged another strike from the Sword of Extermination. The blade shaved a few hairs from his head.
​"Let's play," Mirai whispered.
​His hands formed a seal.
​"Toad."
​Smack!
​A long, pink tongue shot out from the shadows, wrapping tightly around Mahoraga’s waist, momentarily restricting its movement.
​"Nue."
​Sizzle!
​Orange lightning illuminated the pit. The owl-like shikigami burst from the shadows, its wings crackling with electricity. Mirai adjusted its size to fit the narrow space.
​He leaped onto Nue's back. The shikigami soared straight up, carrying him toward the moonlit sky.
​Mahoraga roared. It flexed its massive muscles, shattering the Toad's tongue like wet paper.
​BOOM!
​Mahoraga crouched and leaped. The ground cracked under the force. It shot up like a cannonball, closing the distance to Mirai in a heartbeat.
​Its Sword of Extermination was raised high, ready to cleave Nue in two.
​Mirai looked down. He smiled.
​"Too slow."
​Poof.
​The moment Mahoraga swung its sword, Nue vanished into black ink.
​And in its place...
​"Max Elephant."
​BOOM!!
​The sky went dark.
​A colossal pink elephant—the size of a five-story building and weighing a thousand tons—materialized in mid-air directly above Mahoraga.
​Mahoraga looked up. Its vision was filled with pink skin.
​Gravity took over.
​CRASH!!!
​Max Elephant slammed Mahoraga back down to earth. The impact was cataclysmic. The Zenin estate shook as if a meteor had hit. Dust and debris shot fifty meters into the air.
​Five hundred meters away, Naobito felt the ground jump beneath his feet. He swallowed hard.
​Is it over?
​Inside the crater, Max Elephant sat on the hole it had created.
​But then... the elephant shifted.
​Slice.
​A clean cut appeared on the elephant's side. Mahoraga, missing its lower half, crawled out from beneath the weight.
​The golden wheel spun.
​Ding-dong.
​In seconds, Mahoraga’s legs regenerated. It stood up, stronger and faster than before.
​It swung its sword. A slash of pure energy tore a trench through the earth, cutting through several buildings in the distance.
​"It adapted to the weight," Mirai noted, landing softly on the edge of the crater. "Ten Shadows alone isn't enough."
​Mahoraga lunged. It moved so fast it blurred.
​Mirai dodged, relying on his Sharingan's kinetic vision. He slipped past the blade and delivered a Cursed Energy-enhanced kick to Mahoraga's spine.
​CRACK!
​Mahoraga flew through several walls, buried under rubble.
​Ding-dong.
​The wheel spun again. Mahoraga burst from the ruins, completely healed.
​It charged again.
​"Rabbit Escape."
​Suddenly, the crater was flooded with white fur. Thousands of shikigami rabbits poured out of the shadows, swarming Mahoraga like a tidal wave. They bit, scratched, and blocked its vision completely.
​Mahoraga slashed wildly, killing hundreds of rabbits, but thousands more took their place.
​For a moment, the Divine General was blind.
​And that was all Mirai needed.
​The rabbits vanished instantly.
​Mahoraga blinked. And there, standing less than a meter away, was Mirai.
​His right eye was wide open. The geometric pattern spun violently.
​"Kamui."
​Mahoraga raised its sword—but then stumbled.
​Its left leg was gone. Erased from existence.
​Ding-dong.
​The wheel spun to adapt—but it was too slow.
​"Disappear," Mirai whispered.
​"Kamui."
​Space distorted around the Divine General.
​The right arm holding the sword vanished.
The torso vanished.
The chest vanished.
​Mahoraga roared, but its voice was cut off as its head spiraled into the void.
​The regeneration couldn't keep up with the erasure. The adaptation couldn't trigger fast enough.
​Finally, there was nothing left.
​Clang... Clang...
​The golden wheel fell to the ground, spinning on its side for a moment before settling in the dust.
​Silence returned to the Zenin estate.
​Mirai stood alone in the moonlight. He felt a new, terrifying weight in his shadow. A power that bowed to no one but him.
​"Hahahaha!"
​Mirai threw his head back and laughed. It was a sound of pure, unadulterated triumph.
​The Gedo Mazo.
The Army of White Zetsu.
Divine General Mahoraga.
​He had them all.
​A kilometer away, the sorcerers shivered at the sound of that laughter.
​On the rooftop, Naobito unclenched his fists. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
​"He did it," Naobito whispered, his voice trembling with excitement.
​"The Subjugation is complete."
​"The Zenin Clan... is now the strongest."