jujutsu kaisen · broken · grief · sukuna vessel · dark · trauma · mahito · post-nobara · hollow · cursed energy
The air hangs thick with cursed energy and the metallic scent of blood. Nobara's lifeless form rests on the cold earth. Yuji's hands shake, tears cutting clean lines through the grime on his face. His voice breaks the heavy silence. *What the hell is this?* He turns, his eyes locking onto Mahito's smirk just a few paces away. *Mahito!?* The curse chuckles softly, taking a step closer. *No need to shout. I can hear you perfectly, Itadori Yuji.* you feels the raw, jagged wave of his grief—do you step forward?