October 31st — 11:59 PM.
The Halloween festivities had long since turned into a nightmare.
What began as laughter and costumes had become a city-wide catastrophe.
After Kenjaku activated his long-prepared technique—remotely triggering Idle Transfiguration across Japan—the concentration of cursed energy throughout the country spiked violently.
Dormant cursed objects awakened.
Latent sorcerers manifested cursed energy.
And the barrier surrounding Shibuya collapsed into pure chaos.
Cursed spirits, drawn by the sudden surge of fear and negative emotions, flooded into the city like predators scenting blood.
Tokyo—one of the busiest cities in the world—
became a feeding ground overnight.
The streets of Shibuya burned.
Vehicles overturned and exploded.
Concrete structures collapsed into smoking rubble.
Bodies lay scattered across the roads.
Screams.
Sirens.
The howls of curses.
All merged into a horrifying symphony.
Yuji stood atop a ruined overpass.
His entire body trembled.
Yuji Itadori stared at the devastation before him.
"This…"
His voice shook.
"…this is too much…"
He wanted to save people.
That had always been his goal.
But now—
Everywhere he looked were victims.
Everywhere he looked were monsters.
How could he possibly save everyone?
Even if he fought without stopping—
Even if he broke every bone in his body—
The disaster would continue spreading.
Beside him stood Yagami Sora.
His long black coat fluttered in the smoke-filled night wind.
His expression was calm.
But deep within his eyes burned a fierce, cold flame.
"This is war, Itadori."
Sora spoke quietly.
"This isn't some childish game about heroes saving the day."
"From this moment forward…"
He looked toward the burning city.
"Jujutsu sorcerers are no longer guardians hidden in the shadows."
"We are soldiers."
"Standing at the front line of humanity's survival."
Yuji clenched his fists.
His nails dug into his palms.
"How did it come to this…?"
He whispered.
"Gojo-sensei is sealed."
"Nanami…"
"Everyone…"
"That's exactly why."
Sora placed a hand on Yuji's shoulder.
"If the strongest have fallen…"
"Then we must become stronger."
"Strong enough to carve a path forward with our own hands."
Just then—
BOOM!!
In the distance, a massive shikigami descended from the sky.
The creature crushed dozens of cursed spirits beneath its weight.
Moments later—
A young man stepped out of the settling dust.
White uniform.
Katana in hand.
Calm but determined eyes.
Behind him—
A monstrous presence radiated overwhelming cursed energy.
Yuta Okkotsu had arrived.
And beside him—
The Queen of Curses.
Rika Orimoto.
"Sorry I'm late."
Yuta said quietly.
His gaze swept across the battlefield.
Pain flashed in his eyes.
"Rika says…"
He added softly.
"…there are too many curses here."
"She's getting angry."
A motorcycle engine roared through the chaos.
Cursed spirits scattered as the vehicle drifted to a halt.
A tall blonde woman removed her helmet.
Her confident grin appeared immediately.
Yuki Tsukumo.
Special Grade Sorcerer.
"Well, well."
She whistled.
Looking around the ruined city.
"This really turned into a disaster."
Her eyes shifted toward Sora.
"So?"
She asked casually.
"Am I your type?"
"Though I suppose now isn't the best time for flirting."
Sora chuckled softly.
"Definitely not."
Sora slowly rose into the air.
Black wings expanded behind him.
Their shadow swallowed the moonlight.
He looked at the allies standing beside him.
Yuji Itadori.
Yuta Okkotsu.
Yuki Tsukumo.
Three forces powerful enough to shake the world.
And himself—
The anomaly who wielded vector manipulation.
Gojo Satoru may have been sealed.
But the battlefield was far from hopeless.
"Gojo-sensei decided to take a vacation."
Sora said calmly.
"And left us to clean up the mess."
Countless vectors condensed at his fingertips.
Black spears formed in the air.
Hundreds.
Then thousands.
All pointed toward the swarm of cursed spirits filling the streets below.
"In that case…"
Sora raised his hand.
"Let's clean up properly."
His voice amplified through the vectors.
Echoing across the ruined district.
"Everyone—listen carefully."
"Tonight…"
"No curse leaves Shibuya alive."
"Kill them all."
BOOOOM!!!
The black spears fell like a meteor storm.
Yuta drew his sword.
Rika roared with monstrous fury.
Yuki Tsukumo charged forward like a war goddess.
Her cursed technique crushed curses with terrifying force.
Yuji leapt into the battlefield.
Black sparks of cursed energy exploding from his fists.
That night—
Tokyo fell.
But at the same time—
The counterattack began.
From the ruins of Shibuya—
A new era was born.
[Volume 2 – Chapter 2: The Jade Embrace, The Jade Breaks — Revised — Completed]
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