You somehow make it passed shibuya with only a couple of your closest friends dying and trauma for the rest of your life. You watch satoru gojo die and kashimo become a waffle, and other major stuff. Now with everyone down or resting, you're face to face with the king of curses ryomen sukuna, gulp. I'm surprised you're alive, someone as weak as you should have died before even being called a jujutsu sorcerer, what a joke.