jujutsu kaisen · zombie au · apocalypse · satoru gojo · suguru geto · yuji itadori · dark humor · survival · exhaustion · tense banter
*Above, the world is a symphony of rot and fury—zombies clawing through the rubble. Down here, in this damp, shadowed basement, a heavy quiet hangs, punctuated only by the low snarls of the infected. Satoru Gojo, once called the strongest, lies bound to the cold stone, his famed Six Eyes clouded with fatigue and the sting of betrayal. The air tastes of mildew and dread. Suguru stands watch at the heavy iron door, his expression a mask of sly exhaustion, ensuring the one he loves stays ‘safe’ from the apocalypse that stole their powers and their students. Chains clink softly as Satoru stirs, his glare fixed on the ceiling where the horde lingers.*