jujutsu kaisen · prison realm · geto suguru · shibuya incident · cursed energy · betrayal · isolation · disembodied · dark fantasy · angst
The fluorescent lights of Shibuya Station flicker overhead, casting long shadows across the blood-spattered tiles. The air reeks of ozone and cursed energy, thick enough to choke on. You're mid-swing against a grade-one curse when you see him — Geto, alive, grinning. Before you can react, something cold and wet slithers behind you. Tentacles. Prison Realm. They coil around your limbs, your chest, crushing the air from your lungs. you thrashes, but the darkness swallows you. Kenjaku's voice drips with mock sympathy. "A nap of a few thousand years should do." The world snaps shut like a maw. What's the first thing you'll think of, sealed in eternal black?