Mark could barely remember the contents of the conversation he had with Gojo Satoru. In fact, he felt he acted more automatically than anything else.
It was all still very unreal to him.
Execution, Sukuna, curses. He knew the origins of these terms.
Jujutsu Kaisen.
An anime that one of his fellow space station crew members insisted he watch. Eventually, with not much else to do, Mark decided to give it a chance.
He found the plot interesting and committed to watching it in full.
Unfortunately, the phenomenon that dragged him into this world had arrived before he could complete the story.
Sitting on the couch in his home, Mark looked at his hands with interest, his teeth clenching as a bolt of pain shot through his head.
Even knowing that he was now in a fictional world, this was not the main fact that shook him.
But rather, that he had now become a completely different person.
He had become Yuji Itadori, the main protagonist of the story.
He had become Sukuna's vessel, someone destined to suffer from the beginning to the end of the story.
This was the main fact that left him so shaken.
"Damn."
Holding his head, he gritted his teeth as a powerful pain threatened to explode his head.
From the moment he found himself in this world, memories of Yuji's life invaded his head. He was able to detail each of Yuji's birthdays, and this was not pleasant at all. So much information invading his mind caused unbearable internal pain, to the point that he almost fainted countless times during the day.
Fortunately, Mark had a certain tolerance for headaches due to his job, so he was able to endure. But still, it was irritating to receive a load of memories followed by a sharp pain.
This time, the memories of Yuji and Megumi's confrontation with a curse at school, followed by Yuji swallowing one of Sukuna's fingers, invaded his thoughts.
They seemed to be the last memories he would receive.
Receiving Yuji's memories was strange. It seemed to somehow alter his own personality.
From what he had noticed, he didn't share Yuji's thoughts or share the same body. He had completely taken over the boy's body for himself, leaving only his memories behind.
But still, it seemed to affect Mark somehow. The boy's sense of justice was strong, strong enough to merge with Mark's own sense of justice.
Even having taken over Yuji's body, Mark could say that the boy hadn't disappeared completely. He now, in a way, was part of Mark himself.
Relaxing his body when the pain finally disappeared, Mark, now Yuji, looked up at the ceiling with a downcast expression.
At this moment, he didn't know what to do.
Having extensive knowledge about his own future in that world, there were many things to do, but was that really what he wanted? Mark had a peaceful life before being swallowed by that strange light; he didn't have to deal with anything like what this world had to offer.
Even though for many, living in an anime world would be like a dream, Mark still hadn't entirely accepted this fact.
Dealing with Kenjaku and other curses trying to bring Sukuna back, while in the process, tormenting him by killing his allies, was not something Mark desired.
But still, he didn't just want to give up. Having received a chance to live in another world, he wanted to make the most of it and not just be a slave to fate.
He still had hesitation in his heart, but he knew that simply waiting and hoping everything would resolve itself wouldn't happen.
He needed to act, he needed to decide.
And even not knowing if this was really the right decision to make, he decided to take the safe path.
He would follow Gojo Satoru to the Jujutsu school.
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Sitting on park benches, Itadori and Gojo were side by side as the younger one stared at a strange finger with disgust on his face.
After sharing with Gojo his desire to help people, Gojo promptly gave him one of Sukuna's fingers that he possessed.
The dialogues from the original story were not something Yuji could remember clearly, but based on the personality of the former Itadori, he was able to respond sincerely, which fortunately made Gojo not suspect anything.
Besides, it wasn't like Gojo knew Itadori well enough to suspect his change in personality.
"Damn, this is gross." Yuji, looking at that demonic finger, couldn't help but point out.
Yuji, even with the former Itadori's memories fresh in his mind, still hesitated to swallow that finger. Space food was bad, but nothing compared to swallowing a corpse's finger.
"Damn!"
But, closing his eyes, he simply threw the finger into his mouth, swallowing it whole. The sensation of the finger scraping down his throat made him frown in disgust.
But before he could think about how gross it was, his eyes widened as a powerful energy surged through his body.
Yuji could clearly feel the absurd increase in power his muscles received for a moment, that strange energy coursing through his body wildly.
'So much energy! I can clearly feel this monstrous power!'
But, just as the power had suddenly appeared, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving Itadori clenching his fists as he made sure to remember that sensation.
'This power... If I can assimilate it, can I increase the level of my cursed energy? The former Yuji was originally able to use cursed energy, but I don't remember him matching Sukuna's power according to the fingers he consumed.'
Itadori frowned. 'If I can do that, I can change everything. My life will become infinitely more peaceful.'
Gojo smiled as he saw how the boy just returned to normal after swallowing another finger. He realized that Itadori was definitely a talent that only appeared once in a thousand years.
"I imagine everything is fine now, right?"
Gojo asked, Yuji standing up while looking at his fists with a strange interest.
While the former Itadori's memories mingled with his own, he was far from being like the former owner of this body.
He had his own thoughts regarding his execution, and even with the boy's memories affecting his personality, he was not as altruistic as Yuji.
He would not accept his execution. If he had to completely subdue Sukuna to continue living, then he would find a way to make it happen.
If in the future the higher-ups still wanted his death, then he would kill each one of them.
But for now, his main goal was to become strong enough so that one day, he could say those words out loud.
"Yes." Turning to Gojo, Yuji smiled determinedly, his eyes emitting a glow that drew a smile from the strongest sorcerer. "Let's go."
"Very well, then let's go!" Clapping his hands, Gojo stood up.
"It seems you two are finished."
Surprised by a new voice, Itadori turned to see Megumi standing right behind him.
'How stealthy.'
"Oh, Fushiguro. You look better." Yuji smiled upon seeing Toji's son. "At least, much better than the last time I saw you. You looked quite down."
"I'm recovering." Megumi sighed, his eyes resting on Itadori for several seconds. "Itadori... You seem to have changed a bit."
Yuji was taken aback by those words, but quickly hid his reaction, a nervous smile appearing on his lips as he scratched his neck.
"Well, knowing I'm destined to be executed can change someone's perspective on life."
"..."
"I... I can understand that."
"Well, since everything is settled, let's go!" Turning, Gojo signaled for the two to follow him.
The two teenagers exchanged glances for a moment before following the man.
I hope this chapter makes the protagonist's character clear. Despite having his feelings affected by Yuji's memories, he is still an ordinary person, with completely ordinary morals. His goals for joining the Jujutsu school are different from Itadori's, and he's not as noble as Itadori. Don't expect him to be power-mad or anything like that, but don't expect him to be a complete hero either.
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Looking at the gigantic school that resembled a sanctuary in the middle of the mountains, Itadori couldn't help but marvel.
Seeing it on an anime screen could never compare to seeing the place in person.
Being there, seeing the real Jujutsu school in front of him, made him understand that it was indeed real.
But it was still a surreal sight to his eyes.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, but you'll have an interview with the school's principal," Gojo, who was walking beside him, suddenly said, catching Yuji's attention. "And if you fail, you won't be able to transfer, so do your best."
Raising his thumb to encourage him, Gojo flashed a small smile as he continued on the path.
"I think this shouldn't be information left for the last minute!"
Seeing the sorcerer smile, Itadori couldn't help but think about him.
Gojo was... strange, to say the least. Itadori didn't know him well enough to describe him accurately, but he could say that the man was certainly a good person. Of course, he knew his personality from the anime, but watching someone and knowing them in person were completely different things.
It was a pity to know what his fate should be in that world.
"Aside from your strength, you're pathetic!"
Itadori, surprised when a new voice suddenly emerged, felt something strange on his cheek, his fingers moving to find a slit resembling a mouth.
And he immediately realized who had interrupted the conversation.
"Hey, you weirdo! Get out of my face!"
Hitting the mouth with a slap, it seemed to disappear.
Sukuna was still a mystery to Itadori. The most powerful curse had not yet tried to contact him, and this was the first time he had any form of interaction.
He feared that Sukuna had access to his thoughts and memories, but if that were the case, Itadori believed he would at least make some comment about it.
But for now, it was as if the two, despite Sukuna being imprisoned in his body, were separated in different rooms.
"Sorry about that, it's the first time he's manifested like this."
Feeling his hand tingle and a strange sensation course through his body, he concluded that it could only be a small amount of cursed energy flowing through him.
And seeing how Sukuna's mouth seemed to form on his hand, he should be right.
"If you-"
But as Sukuna seemed to want to say something, Itadori just slapped his mouth again, making him disappear.
Even being unable to manifest outside, it seemed that Itadori could still contain him without many problems.
Perhaps in the future, he could use cursed energy from his own body to prevent any form of manifestation, but until then, slaps should suffice.
"You seem to be handling Sukuna well," Gojo commented while looking at Itadori with interest.
Scratching his chin, Yuji sighed in dismay. "Well, he didn't make much difference until a few minutes ago. Maybe the biggest nuisance is that because of him, I'm now destined to be executed... By the way, was this guy really strong?"
Gojo nodded. "The double-faced specter is a fierce god imagined to have four arms and two heads, but in fact, he was a human who lived about a thousand years ago.
When magic was at its peak, shamans gave their all to defeat him but failed. He made a name for himself and eventually died. But even after death, the shamans were unable to eradicate his body, covered in cadaveric wax, which came to our world in the form of cursed objects. He is strong, and undoubtedly, the king of curses."
Finally reaching the school premises, the two continued to the entrance.
"At his peak, would you be able to win?"
While Itadori knew the outcome, he wanted to hear Gojo's opinion.
"It would be a little complicated, but I would win." Saying those words confidently, Gojo opened the door for Itadori to pass through.
"Late again, Satoru! Eight minutes late!"
Sitting on the floor, the principal of the Jujutsu school seemed focused on sewing a strange doll, numerous odd stuffed animals around him.
'Damn, this is even more ridiculous in person.'
"It's a habit I can't criticize, but I can ask you to correct."
"If you can't, then don't criticize." Sighing, Gojo motioned for Itadori to continue. "In the end, you spent this time making dolls."
Finally finishing sewing the doll in his hands, Yaga raised it to look at it more closely. "And the boy?"
"..."
Perceiving this as a cue to introduce himself, Itadori stepped forward and bowed almost automatically, a greeting ingrained in his body, even though Itadori in his former life wasn't Japanese.
"My name is Yuji Itadori, I'll be in your care."
Yaga didn't seem impressed with anything about Yuji, his expression hardening as he seemed about to start the test.
"Why did you come here?"
Itadori froze for a moment, clearly thoughtful about the question.
He had already thought about this question.
Why exactly was he there?
He could just stay hidden, try to escape all this mess, or even let Sukuna act freely.
But he had chosen to follow the original path.
Why exactly?
Yuji had asked himself that a few times on the way to the school, and in the end, he always came to the same answer.
A simple answer, but it was sincere.
"Because I don't want to die."
Yuji, above all, was still a normal person in both lives. He feared death like anyone else, and after getting a second chance, the last thing he wanted was to waste it by dying.
He wouldn't allow it at all.
"Is that it?" Yaga, who listened to that answer with little interest, raised his hand to make room for a large doll that appeared beside him. "Develop that answer, and do it while facing this cursed body."
!
With the doll exploding towards his opponent, Itadori immediately raised his defense to block a punch.
"Oh, and her name is Cassie."
Boom!
Being thrown away by the force of the punch, Yuji gritted his teeth as he got up.
"You don't want to die, you say? Many people don't want to die in this world. Becoming a sorcerer will only make that goal more difficult. Maybe the best option is just to accept execution."
Jumping away to escape an attack, Itadori went into a guard stance as his brow furrowed with Yaga's words.
"I know that not wanting to die is not a noble goal."
Hitting the doll with a punch, his eyes widened when the cursed body ricocheted off the wall and hit him directly in the stomach, his body flying backward until it hit the wall.
"But it works for me at the moment!"
Spitting a little blood on the ground, he got up in time to roll to the side to escape a punch.
Even though fighting in his former life wasn't his interest, his wife had still made him take self-defense classes with her. With the memories of the former Yuji and his own, he was confident in holding his own in a fight.
!
But still, fighting against a cursed body was something very difficult for him, who couldn't even use cursed energy.
Being hit by another punch, Itadori grabbed the doll and threw it away;
"If I have to gain strength to achieve this goal, then no matter how many bones I break in the process, I will do it!"
Seeing the doll exploding towards him, he jumped to escape at the last second.
"I want to be strong enough to choose how I will die."
Boom!
Receiving a precise punch on the chin, a furious Itadori turned to the doll and knocked it to the ground, hugging it with all his strength while biting its head.
"It was never my intention to get into this mess, but since I'm here, I will eat Sukuna's pieces, and I won't leave my fate in the hands of others."
Receiving a headbutt from the doll, veins bulged on Itadori's forehead, his grip tightening as he began to twist the doll violently.
Yaga, hearing that answer and seeing the determination in the boy, smiled with satisfaction.
"Satoru, show him the dormitory and then explain to him about security.
You passed. Welcome to the Jujutsu school."
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