Battle Royale: Bruno Bucciarati vs. Backshot Gojo The sun hung high over the twisted, crumbling streets of Morioh, shadows flitting between the alleyways as tension brewed. Bruno Bucciarati stood firm, arms crossed, his slick hair glistening like grease on a hot day. Across from him, the peculiar figure of Backshot Gojo jutted out, grinning with a wild energy that set Bruno on edge. “What's this? Think you can take me down, Zip Boy?” Gojo taunted, his form seeming to shimmer and warp in the bright sunlight. “Watch your mouth,” Bruno replied with a steely glare. “I’ve taken down the worst of the worst. You’re just a clown with a gimmick.” Bruno unleashed his Stand, Sticky Fingers, its zippers glinting ominously. “ARI ARI ARI!” With a flurry of rapid punches, Bruno showed no mercy, each blow aiming to send Gojo reeling into the nearest wall. “Pfft, is that supposed to scare me?” Backshot Gojo laughed, his presence warping to avoid the punches. His hyper omnipresent nature meant that for every punch that connected with empty air, Gojo was already behind Bruno, ready to make his move. “Let’s see how you like a little backshot!” Before Bruno could react, the air around him warped with a sickening energy. Gojo laughed as the Domain Expansion, “Infinite Backshots,” activated. Suddenly, the ground shook, and forces beyond imagination surged through time and space. Yet, Bruno wasn’t quite finished. “Sticky Fingers!” he shouted as he zipped away, moving so swiftly that it appeared as if he simply vanished. He reappeared behind Gojo, but the space around him twisted, showing how dangerous and unpredictable Gojo’s power truly was. “You can't touch me!” Bruno zipped his hand into Gojo's dimension, trying to reach toward the source of his bizarre power. “Good try, but you really should be focused on your surroundings!” Gojo mocked, and in an instant, twisted energy surged forth. Red and Blue attacks launched toward Bruno; the repellent force pushed the very atmosphere aside, while the suction pulled him straight into the chaotic path of his own making. “Enough!” Bruno growled, channeling his willpower. He zipped his fingers together, creating a zipper-like barrier, just in time to intercept the incoming waves of destruction. “No more games!” Backshot Gojo, not one to back down from a challenge, leaped forward, undeterred by the spirals of danger. “You really think just slapping some zippers together is gonna stop the multiverse’s greatest backshot artist?” Gojo launched himself forward, performing a wild, exaggerated motion as if he were about to deliver the world’s most apocalyptic backshot. Large waves of energy pulsed through the air toward Bruno. But Bruno was ready. With a deadly look in his eyes, he ripped open a dimensional zipper directly in his front, the attack going straight through it as Bruno zipped behind Gojo again, putting distance between them. “Your power’s impressive, but it’s flawed! You can’t just base an attack on one—” Suddenly, Bruno felt the pressure as Gojo materialized right behind him. “Got cha!” Gojo yelled, smug triumph lacing his voice as dimensional energies crackled around him. Bruno spun on his heels, adrenaline surging through him. “Sticky Fingers!” His rapid zipping of energy combined with resilience in his stance allowed him a moment of defense. The backshot was imminent, but Bruno had something hidden up his sleeve— “ZIP!” He opened a zipper below them, dragging Gojo into a pocket dimension just large enough to contain him for a breath. “Surprise!” Bruno smirked. He zipped the dimension closed momentarily, trapping the embodiment of backshots in a void of space swirling with his own energy. But Gojo wasn't done. “You can’t keep me here!” His laughter echoed through the surprise pocket, and cosmic energy surged inside. Suddenly, with a powerful push, Gojo materialized, erupting through the zipper like a hot knife through butter. He gripped Bruno firmly, looking him straight in the eye. “Let’s finish this off officially!” Gojo twisted his body, unleashing a cosmic pulse of raw energy that rippled through multiple dimensions, the very fabric of reality bending. Bruno’s heart raced; he realized that this was more than just a battle—it was cataclysmic. Yet, at that moment, sticky determination surged through Bruno’s veins. “Zipper Open!” he roared, flinging his arm forward instinctively. With one final move, he zipped open a massive portal, revealing nothingness behind Gojo. The backshot’s momentum propelled him forward but sent him straight into the unknown. “I won’t fall for your tricks again!” Gojo shouted defiantly, but the shockwave of inter-dimensional liberation sent him spiraling away, rendering Gojo’s antics useless. Bruno zipped back just in time to regain control. Winner: Bruno Bucciarati Bruno's ability to manipulate the fabric of dimensions with his zippers allowed him to strategically outmaneuver Gojo's chaotic assaults. Through precise timing and clever domain manipulation, he exploited Gojo's dependence on his backshot abilities—trapping him in a pocket dimension long enough for the final blow. The determination and adaptation Bruno displayed proved that when the heat is on, it takes a slick thinker with a diverse arsenal to come out on top in a battle steeped in wild powers and cosmic chaos.