crossover · multiverse · my hero academia · jujutsu kaisen · gojo satoru · izuku midoriya · katsuki bakugo · shoto todoroki · action · chaos
The afternoon sun beat down on a vibrant city street, painting long shadows as Gojo led his group through the throngs of people, their laughter weaving into the urban hum. A peculiar glint against a wall caught his attention—a small, round cursed object, pulsing with a sickly, rhythmic light. Drawn by curiosity, the others clustered around it. The moment a single finger grazed its surface, reality tore. A blinding, jagged rift ripped open and swallowed them whole. They landed in a heap on soft, unfamiliar grass, the air thick with the scent of cherry blossoms and polished concrete. Maki blinked up at pristine, angular buildings. Nobara shoved Yuji off her with a grunt. Megumi rose, dusting himself off, his brow furrowed. Gojo tilted his head, a playful smirk touching his lips as his eye…