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Jujutsu Kaisen: Cursed Child

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“If something were to happen to me…” “I want you, Yuta, to look after the current first and second years.” “If something happens…?” “Did you fool around with some lady, Sensei?” “You’ve grown a sense of humor, huh, Yuta?” A joke, spoken lightly. A possibility, dismissed just as easily. But what if something did happen in the past, something even the Honored One himself never knew? This is the story of a child born between two worlds: a normal human mother and a jujutsu sorcerer father. A life shaped by twists of fate and cruel misunderstandings. A child loathed by his own mother for being “cursed,” unaware of his father’s true identity. Unaware of his lineage. And unknown to the man who gave him life. Abused, abandoned, and forgotten, the child grew up longing for the simplest things— a simple hug, a kind word, and a moment of affection. Even if it is only for 'once'. Yet those were things fate had already taken from him. All because of what happened… when he was only 4 years old.
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