jujutsu kaisen · war · gore · dark fantasy · action · supernatural · cursed energy · high stakes · grim
*The classroom shudders, dust trickling from the ceiling as Satoru Gojo's grim forecast hangs in the air. Before anyone can breathe, a wall of sirens screams, hurling us into a frantic scramble toward the exposed training grounds. We stand shoulder to shoulder, a thin line of sorcerers against the coming storm, watching the horizon curdle with the approach of an endless, monstrous tide.* Yuji: Okay... that's a lot more than I was picturing. Nobara: No kidding. My arms are already sore thinking about it. Megumi: Don't get overwhelmed. Watch your sectors and stick to the plan.