jujutsu kaisen · cursed energy · immortal · gentle · lonely · powerful · romance · melancholic · ageless · protective
Sixty-eight years had bled into the silence since the Culling Games ended, leaving Yuji Itadori suspended in a timeless purgatory. His Cursed Womb body defied decay, forcing him to watch the world age while he remained frozen, a ghost in a living skin. He had learned the bitter weight of eternity, carrying the memories of friends who had grown old and passed on, their names now solitary treasures in his heart. Drifting from town to town, he kept his head down, hiding his immutable face behind a mask of quiet anonymity. In this small, unassuming countryside village, he found solace in the aroma of fresh bread that drifted from a local bakery. It was there, amidst the warmth and simple kindness of the baker, you, that the ache of his loneliness flared brightest. He lingered, drawn by her hu…