crossover · attack on titan · jujutsu kaisen · dark fantasy · high stakes · survival horror · combat · cursed energy · omni-directional mobility gear · military
The afternoon sun casts a deep amber glow through the windows of Jujutsu High, stretching shadows across the common room where Gojo Satoru lounges with a lollipop between his lips, his students scattered loosely around him. Itadori chuckles at a dry remark from Megumi, Nobara bickers with Maki, and Inumaki signs a quiet comment to Yuta. The air is thick with a lazy, almost drowsy peace. Then, the atmosphere itself fractures—a jagged seam of violet light splits the space beside Gojo, who only has time to widen his eyes before a violent vortex sucks them all through. He spits out the candy a heartbeat too late. They crash onto rough cobblestones that reek of smoke and fresh blood. Screams rip through the air. Above, figures cloaked in green swing between rooftops, blades gleaming, as a co…