The Cursed Child Arrives (2004)
Location: Tokyo Jujutsu High — Morning Mist Over the Campus
The air smelled of rain and cut grass. Crows perched on the rooftop statues, their cries echoing faintly through the morning fog. The tall iron gates of Tokyo Jujutsu High creaked open as the car came to a slow stop in front of them.
The door opened, and Yaga-sensei stepped out first — broad, calm, and steady as ever. His presence alone seemed to quiet the restless cursed energy around the campus. He turned and opened the back door.
I stepped out beside him, my cursed energy humming faintly under my skin, tightly sealed beneath the control Yaga had drilled into me. Years of discipline to keep it from leaking — to keep me from being mistaken for a curse.
Beside me walked my mother, Kurai Ayaka, her gentle hand resting on my shoulder. The scars from that night were long healed, both on her body and, slowly, on her heart.
Mother Ayaka:
"Stay calm, Kai. The people here aren't like those outside. They won't fear you — not as long as you keep control."
Kai:
" mom!.. I'm not worried.. i have a feeling my time here.. will be more fun and dreadful.
I nodded, feeling the steady rhythm of my breathing — the old hand signs, the energy compression, the balance of mind and body. It had been 1 years since the night my clan burned, 1 years of rebuilding myself through pain and training .
Kai (thinking):
I've lived near this school for 1 years now, training every single day. My cursed technique:Cleave .. has become an extension of my body. I learned to use it alongside hand-to-hand combat; each punch, each kick carries the edge of a blade.
And today… I finally meet him.
Gojo Satoru — the "beloved character" from my past life's world. He should be about fifteen now, along with Geto and Shoko.
They aren't friends yet. Not even close.
This should be… interesting.
The school itself felt alive, humming with ancient wards and barriers. I could sense the layers of protection woven through the air — not just defense, but awareness. Every step I took was observed by the building itself.
Scene Transition — Yaga's Office
Yaga sat behind his desk, across from three first-year students: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, and Ieiri Shoko.
Gojo leaned back lazily in his chair, a lollipop between his teeth, sunglasses hiding his eyes. His grin widened as we entered.
Gojo:
"So this is the prodigy you've been hiding, Yaga-sensei? The kid who nuked a whole clan at age five?"
He smirked, twirling the lollipop between his fingers.
Kai( grave tone):
I did not.. nuke my clan...But human curse users and sorcerors ..killed my whole clan .
"Cute. Dangerous, though. My kind of new future student."
Yaga:
"He's not of age for missions yet. His cursed energy output is too volatile. But his potential… exceeds anything I've seen from a child his age."
He looked at me with that same patient seriousness he always had.
"Gojo and the others will be your senpai. You'll live on campus with your mother in the staff quarters. For now, you'll attend observation sessions and basic training."
Geto's calm eyes lingered on me for a moment, sharp and analytical.
Geto (quietly):
"I can feel it… his cursed energy is almost alive. Like it's thinking on its own."
Shoko, leaning against the desk, scribbled in her notebook as she scanned me with a doctor's eye.
Shoko:
"His body's compatible with extremely high cursed energy output, but his eyes… they'll cause mental strain over time. Similar to the Six Eyes. He might experience long-term neural backlash if he pushes too far."
My mother's expression tightened, but she said nothing.
I glanced at Shoko and smirked slightly.
Kai:
"I'd like to learn from you. You seem the most grounded out of everyone here… better than this blue-eyed weirdo."
Gojo froze mid-lick of his lollipop, his expression turning mock-hurt.
Gojo (pouting):
"How could you say that? You really are cold, huh? Do crimson demons control your words . You talk a little big for someone your age."
Kai (grinning):
"Maybe. But you're only five years older than me — and by the time I reach your age, I'll be stronger."
Gojo's grin faltered just a bit.
Geto (inner thoughts):
I've only been on a few missions with Gojo so far, but this kid…
Those eyes — they feel dangerous, even with his blindfold on. Like they're burning through everything they see.
Shoko chuckled softly.
Shoko:
"He's cute. Why not? It'd be nice to teach someone for a change .. instead of watching these two idiots show off all the time."
Gojo spun around dramatically.
Gojo ( silly smile):
"Hey! We do important work! ..With a little cherry on curse"
Shoko ignored him. I just smirked.
Outside — The Courtyard
The rain had stopped, leaving the courtyard glistening with morning dew. Gojo stood in the open, stretching his arms lazily before calling out to me.
Gojo:
"Alright, kid .. let's see what you've got. No holding back. Try to hit me."
I sighed, stepping forward, cracking my knuckles.
Kai(pitiful expression):
"Why do I get the feeling.. your the type to bully the weak and bow down to the strong... through out ,heaven and earth gojo is the glazed one."
Kai(thoughtful expression):
"No that does not sound right..I will think of something better later ."
Gojo(shameless look):
"Heyyy!! friend.. can I steal that for future use.. you know ..fair use don't copy right me."
Kai (annoyed):
"yes ..just don't be high of the influence ..when you say it ..I don't want to get a bad reputation ..when people find out you quoted me."
Gojo( sceptical expression):
"Why would I be high ...
Gojo (smiles):
"whatever ..give me all your energy!! .
Kai(shock):
"What you watch dragon ball ."
I grinned, my cursed energy humming faintly around my arms.
Kai (playful grin):
"Fine. Let's see you go all out, at least make it fun for me ..coz thats the only play you'll get ..since you emanate an aura that makes huzz stay away from you ."
Gojo lowered his sunglasses just enough to give me a mock-hurt expression.
Gojo:
"Ouch. That hurt, Crimson Demon."
Then he stuck out his tongue.
Gojo:
"Balaa… balaaa… we will go out just to see who gets more womens numbers ..after this then so come on then let's fight."
The air between us rippled. My blood thrummed. I felt my cursed energy stir, my hands tingling with the edge of Cleave.
Rain dripped from the eaves.
The air shifts.
I can feel it — the space around Gojo shimmering, an invisible distortion that ripples through the atmosphere like liquid glass. My Demon Cry Eyes flicker open slightly beneath my blindfold.
And then I see it.
Infinity.
The barrier of Limitless wraps around him like layers of transparent storms — endless folds of cursed energy stacked upon one another, vibrating at the atomic level. The space around him isn't still; it's constantly rewriting itself, shifting in impossible directions.
From the sidelines, Yaga-sensei's voice breaks through the tension.
Yaga:
"Gojo, don't push him too far."
Gojo waves him off with that lazy grin of his.
Gojo:
"Relax, Sensei. I'll keep Infinity on. This is just a spar."
The air grows dense, heavy with cursed energy. He gestures at me casually.
I smirk.
Kai:
"He'll need that Infinity to save his ass.. from the beating I would've given him without it."
Gojo tilts his head, smiling wider.
Gojo:
"Cocky already, huh?"
I roll my shoulders, cursed energy flowing like lightning through my veins.
Kai:
"Come on then. Show me what a first-year can do."
The grass ripples. The air bends.
Gojo's finger twitches — and then it ignites.
Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue.
The pull of space collapses inward like a dying star with a bright blue glow. The air screams, pebbles and dirt twisting into a vortex that drags everything toward him. The pressure slams into my chest, stealing my breath.
Even Yaga takes a step back, his coat snapping in the pressure.
Yaga:
"hey Gojo!! "
Gojo:
"Relax, Sensei! I'm babysitting the future!"
Mischief dances in his tone.
Up on the balcony, Geto leans on the railing beside Shoko.
Geto:
"This'll be interesting. Either the kid's going to be vaporized… or Gojo's ego will take a hit."
The pull of Blue threatens to drag me off balance. I feel my feet sliding across the courtyard stones .. but I grit my teeth and drive my cursed energy down into the ground.
Cracks spiderweb outward beneath me as I anchor myself, the earth groaning beneath the force.
Then, I move.
I let the pull of Blue help me, twisting my stance and exploding forward with all my strength — my speed amplified by the gravitational drag. In that instant, I break through the distortion, appearing behind Gojo in a blur.
I pull down my blindfold. My Demon Cry Eyes flare open. Veins burn crimson around them as they flood with cursed energy.
And I see everything.
The world fractures into layers — cursed energy flows, the molecular vibration of space, every thread of power connecting all things. Gojo isn't a man anymore — he's a storm made flesh, his Infinity vibrating in perfect rhythm.
My hands crackle with dark crimson light.
Kai (whispering):
"Cursed Technique: Cleave."
I thrust my fist forward. My cursed energy tears through the pull of Blue, the air splitting like glass. The soace behind me shatters in a vertical line of energy.
My strike collides with Infinity .. and stops.
The energy shudders violently, dispersing into sparks that scatter through the courtyard… but something else happens. For a fraction of a second, I feel contact. A microscopic piece of Infinity's space folds away — deleted it's radius reduced .
Gojo grins.
Gojo:
"Oh? You can touch my Infinity, huh? That's new."
I lower my stance, eyes locked on him.
Kai:
"Touching's only the start."
In the next heartbeat, I vanish.
Pure cursed energy propulsion surges through me with.. my legs especially enhance with more explosive speed, my body flickering forward faster than his eyes can track. I twist mid-step, spinning into a high kick. My Cleave activates on contact with sounds of multiple slices through the space between us, erasing a few fragment of Infinity's barrier.
The world rips.
The grass behind him parts in a clean, silent arc. Gojo doesn't move, but his grin fades — just slightly.
Gojo:
"Not bad. You actually cut space before it reached me. Dangerous trick for a ten-year-old."
Kai's Inner Thoughts : The Nature of Cleave
The reason my Cleave is different…
When I first watched Sukuna use it in the anime and manga and that day long ago.. when my soul touched his memory .. I didn't see his technique the same way.
Sukuna perceives Cleave as knives — raw, perfect adaptable cutting power.
Yuji sees it as scissors, a tool to split life and death.
But me… I see it differently.
I imagine it like a sword art I once remembered from a different manga— a technique called Bladeless from a martial world I once read about. A style where sword intent is everything. The blade doesn't cut through flesh — it cuts through space itself or more like deletes it.
To me, Cleave doesn't slice the air. It deletes the space within the path of the strike.
Imagine the world as a paper and the people and objects are drawings .
Then think of a hole punch.. it can instantly punch through the paper effortlessly.. but control is needed and to be precise and accurately punch a hole through the paper.. is to delete space it has the major weakness being that .
That's where cleave comes in..it's prefect since.. contact is needed to use it ..allowing me to be accurate .
When I cut, it's like slash — removing the space itself, leaving behind a void where matter ceases to exist.. with it being shown like a slash mark.. but the cut itself is deeper and instantaneous .
That's why my version of Cleave isn't just destructive — it's erasure on a small scale.
And that makes it the perfect counter to space-based cursed techniques.
Gojo flicks his wrist — and Blue detonates behind me. The explosion collapses the air, dragging me backward into the singularity. My lungs compress, vision blurring.
I twist my body, slamming my heels down and firing off consecutive punches ..each one wrapped in Cleave. My strikes delete chunks of space, reducing Blue's pull with each hit.
The vortex shrinks — the radius collapsing until the air stabilizes.
I stumble free, chest heaving.
From the side, Yaga's voice booms through the courtyard.
Yaga:
"Enough!"
His cursed energy bursts outward, cracking the air like thunder. The sheer weight of authority freezes us both.
He walk over to gojo
Yaga:
"Gojo, I said sparring — not a death match."
Gojo laughs, hands raised in mock surrender.
Gojo:
"Hey, I was holding back! Didn't even use maximum output!"
Yaga bonks gojo on the head
..discipline..
Gojo :
" ouch! ..Okay!,Okay maybe I went a little .. tiny bit over board."
Haha raise his hand high up again
He turns toward me, his sunglasses glinting in the morning light.
But gets hit on the head again
Gojo:
"Okay fine ..I will take the punishment you will give to me ."
Yaga:
"Good.. good"
He turns back to look at me
Gojo:
"You've got talent, brat. That technique — Cleave, right? It's raw, instinctive. Like that curse king's… but I can tell it's different. You'll need to refine it."
Kai( playful tone):
"Ya..ya.. count your days.. I will put you on fraud watch, with your daddy infinity."
my breathing steady , the ache in my forearms throbbing from cursed energy strain. My body trembles slightly, but I can feel it ... I'd grown faster, sharper. My muscles were adapting.
..Aftermath — Later That Day..
I lay under a tree near the training grounds, the sunlight filtering through the leaves above. My arms fine now , but my spirit hums with fading adrenaline.
Geto approaches quietly, the faint jingle of his charms breaking the silence.
Geto:
"You handled yourself well. Not many people can even see Gojo's Infinity, much less cut through it."
He holds out a small talisman, shaped like a coiled snake.
Geto:
"Here. This charm will help suppress cursed energy leakage while you meditate. It'll keep your control from slipping."
Kai (awkward tone):
"Thanks… Guess I'll need it for something."
Shoko walks past with a clipboard in hand, her tone dry as always.
Shoko:
"I'll run some diagnostics tomorrow. Those eyes of yours burn energy at a ridiculous rate — like a faulty version of the Six Eyes. Don't overuse them, or you'll go blind before twenty."
I hiss faintly.
Kai( hurtful tone):
"Don't you dare.. call these eyes faulty.. they get me all the ..huzz with my charm."
Shoko rolls her eyes
Kai:
"They're fine when I keep the blindfold on. I just haven't mastered them yet. Once I do… everything will change."
In the distance, Gojo laughs — loud, arrogant, carefree with geto . My mother's voice calls from the staff quarters, the faint scent of miso soup carried by the breeze.
For a moment, it's peaceful.
But beneath that calm, something old and hungry stirs inside me.
Kai:
"Yoh I am so hungry right now.. i could massacre a whole village, just for a sandwich.. I need that good home cooking Ayaka makes damn.. this is good to live like this coz I don't have to cook my own meals anymore."
..Foreshadowing — Night..
That night, I lay on my bed , the moonlight washing over the courtyard. My cursed energy flows in quiet circles, my breathing slow and steady.
My Demon Cry Eyes flicker open, reflecting my own cursed energy back at me while dreaming and in that reflection, I see a faint, distorted grin.
A face .. mine, yet not mine ..marked with black tattoos like old symbols, watching from the depth of my cursed soul.
A whisper crawls through the silence:
"Keep growing, little heir… When you're ready… we'll make them all kneel."
The voice fades, but the echo lingers .. like the promise to bring an apocalypse this waiting to be born.