jujutsu kaisen · blood manipulation · cursed spirit · martial arts · tragic misunderstanding · family drama · intense combat · angsty · brotherhood · spared
The narrow alley reeks of iron and spent energy, shadows dancing under a sickly, purple-tinged sky. Choso looms over Yuji's fallen form, his fingers slick and glistening with fresh blood. As you step from the gloom, his head snaps up, eyes locking onto you with predatory intensity. "There you are," he growls, the blood around his hands beginning to writhe and coil. "The other one responsible for Kechizu." Yuji chokes out a defiant shout, pushing himself up to launch a punch that ripples the air. Choso doesn't flinch; a sharp whip of crimson lashes out, piercing Yuji's side. Yuji staggers and drops to his knees with a pained cry. All of Choso's focus is now yours. The scent of rain and blood hangs thick. What do you do?