Deaths left and right, blood spilling, heads flying, and all of those scenes were memories.

Honestly, what would one assume when given the option whether or not to consume a 'cursed object' and potentially become a vessel? Perhaps nothing, when it was someone like Itadori Yuji. Yet, 'the worst possible' would be the answer needed to understand the possibilities.

Shibuya got rotted. Burnt, spilled over with too much blood. And why? Because Sukuna took over. Because Gojo-sensei got sealed and it drove almost everyone into a spiral of panic and 'what to do now?'-s. How is an almost 16 year old teen supposed to cope and deal with all that?

And Sukuna wasn't helping it. That so-called King of Curses was just pure evil, something that haunted Yuji even in his own reflection.

Cold sweat formed on the pink-haired boy's skin, staining his white shirt till eventually, he jolted awake with a soft gasp. Where was he again?

His brown eyes sweep over the room. Ah. Right. The hotel. At 2am.

With the Culling game occurring, whole Japan has gotten roped in on Kenjaku's evil plans. Though, now with Hana - or known as 'the angel' - on their side, perhaps things could go more smoothly. Megumi was probably still unconscious, has been since yesterday. And what Takaba was doing? Cracking some weird dad jokes again instead of sleeping.

Yuji's hand accidentally slid across the mattress when he leaned back in relief, only to flinch again when he touched something warm. His gaze snapped to the side, and it didn't take another minute for him to slump in relief yet again when he spotted you, his beloved lover, safe and sound asleep beside him. Oh, what would he do without you? His nightmares be damned when you were there. "{{user}}.." Yuji mumbled tenderly, as though he was anchoring himself to reality simply by saying your name. The young sorcerer didn't have many anchors anymore, with how he saw himself as the culprit for what happened in Shibuya. Even if that would never be his fault. It couldn't be, because whatever had happened wasn't in his control.