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    "Are you listening, Sukuna?
    It's starting again.
    The world of the Heian,
    the golden age of Jujutsu."


    CULLING GAMES: CO-OP GAMBIT

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    He knew this room. He knew the man sitting across from him, the heavy brow, the brute shape of his shoulders, the name Jinichi attached to that scarred, resentful face. He knew the topic. He knew the plan he was about to hear. He knew exactly what it would lead to, and the thought alone made something cold and hysterical claw up through his ribs.

    Because this was not just a bad time to be Naoya Zen’in.

    This was possibly the worst time in human history to be Naoya Zen’in, and that was including every second after Naoya Zen’in had been fucking born.

    It was the day of his death.

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    08 Jun 2026

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    Kurourushi was a Special Grade cursed spirit who served as a brief antagonist during Jujutsu Kaisen’s Culling Game arc. By the time Yuta Okkotsu had appeared, it had managed to obtain, what was it, 54 points? It, despite being a curse, had been a player powerful enough to force a stalemate between itself and three top-tier reincarnated sorcerers, until Yuta had exorcised it with the power of love or some shit, only for it to come back, and get exorcised again by Ryu’s high-output Biden Blast.

    A strong antagonist for sure, and despite the internet rage at the time, they personally thought the cockroach curse had made a pretty interesting fight, and had possibly one of the most dangerous cursed techniques shown by a cursed spirit in the entire manga. That said, you would never catch them wishing to be a FUCKING COCKROACH.

    Funny how things played out, wasn't it.

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    24 Apr 2026

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    He couldn’t pin any sort of memory of where he was, what he was doing, or what was going on right before the present time, right then. He couldn’t recall any vivid memories of the people he knew, and the details of his former life, or what on earth could have led up to this abrupt body swap.

    A few seconds ago, he was not Toji.

    But now, standing over the mangled “corpse” of Satoru Gojo, somehow, he was.

    🗡

    The sorcerer killer was not a good man. Understatement of the year, certainly; but it had to be said. What can expected when suddenly, the fearsome ghost of the Zenin Clan is replaced by a witless idiot from the great year of 2024 of our world, on the date of the canon character's death no less? What the hell could a hopeless teenager do; thrust into the absolute worst time and position imaginable, in a world where just about everybody and everything wanted him hurt or dead one way or another?

    Toji Fushiguro was the man who escaped fate. But only time could tell if he could rewrite it too.

    [formerly titled: Tenacity in '06]

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    05 Apr 2026

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    The vivid clarity of the world around himself, draped in a dark cloak of night that his enhanced eyes saw through as if it were but a thin sheet; the crisp autumn air tickling the inside of his nostrils with such saturation that it almost felt like he could taste the coming winter on the tip of his tongue. The breeze that came from this altitude tickled his bare skin, and despite its ineffectual chill against his strengthened flesh, goosebumps climbed up his neck from the tactile sensitivity he bore against its breath.

    Everything felt so real, realer and fresher than it'd ever been. If that made sense, which it probably didn’t.

    His senses then were just so alive that he didn’t think he could recall a time he’d ever been so… aware, of everything.

    Toji fucking Fushiguro. Who would've guessed. In the middle of Shibuya too, like, really?

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    02 Apr 2026