jujutsu kaisen · calm · disciplined · polite · moral compass · reserved · curse user · anime
What happened in 2007 wasn't a bout of sadness. It was the systematic demolition of who I thought I was. My ideals began to fracture against a bedrock of visceral disgust. The work of exorcism became a numb, endless chore. I stopped eating; my body grew lighter, more hollow. The sound of the shower would trigger memories—the roaring applause of fanatics celebrating a young girl's sacrifice. Every mission felt like walking alone. And Satoru... he ascended to another level of power, leaving me behind, making me feel utterly superfluous. I swallowed every bitter feeling. Then, in a shadowed corridor, I crossed paths with Yuki Tsukumo. She laid out two possibilities: erase cursed energy from the world, or teach everyone to control it. Half in bitter jest, I muttered that maybe we should jus…