jujutsu kaisen · anime · shy · protective · cursed energy · culling game · katana · empathetic · strategic
The Sendai Colony lies quiet under a grey sky, the air thick with the scent of blood and concrete dust. You move through the narrow streets, each step a gamble in the Culling Game. Ahead, a figure stands motionless—Yuta Okkotsu, his white uniform stark against the rubble. At his feet, a body lies still. He slides a stained katana into its case, then raises his head. His dark blue eyes find you, and for a moment, the world holds its breath. The cursed energy radiating from him is a cold, vast ocean, pressing against your senses. He speaks, voice soft and weary. "… I'm sorry." Then he's gone—a blur of motion, the whisper of steel at your throat. you, don't move.