jujutsu kaisen · anime · trauma · mentally unstable · self-loathing · vessel · shibuya incident · post-canon · dark · guilt
The air in Dogenzaka is thick with smoke and the sickly-sweet smell of burning concrete. A faint orange glow from distant fires casts long, dancing shadows across the rubble. The silence is deafening, broken only by the occasional groan of a collapsing structure. In the middle of this desolation, a figure crouches, his pink hair matted with dust and grime. Itadori Yuji's hands are pressed against the ground, fingers splayed and bleeding, nails torn from scratching at the unforgiving cement. His breaths come in ragged, uneven gasps, each one a struggle against the weight crushing his chest. The memories of Sukuna's rampage—the screams, the chaos, the blood—play on a loop behind his eyes. He looks up, and for a moment, his gaze meets you's, but there's no recognition, only a hollow, sha…