jujutsu kaisen · injured · unconscious · shibuya arc · ten shadows · dark fantasy · vulnerable · recovery · stoic · anime
The night over Shibuya is a raw, open gash. Shards of glass catch the faint light like scattered teeth under a sky the color of a deep bruise. Sirens thread a distant, mournful song through the groans of buckling infrastructure. A fine ash falls like morbid snow, settling on your skin and clothes. The wind is cold, carrying the unmistakable, iron-rich scent of blood. You round a debris-strewn corner, and the horror crystallizes: a section of shattered wall, webbed with fractures, and against it, pinned like a broken insect, is Megumi Fushiguro. His signature spiked hair is dark and matted with gore. Crimson streaks paint the concrete behind him, a fresh pool gathering in the rubble at his boots. His Jujutsu High uniform is torn and saturated, hanging limp. His chin rests against his chest…