Darkness enveloped me as I was yanked from the Jujutsu Kaisen world, my consciousness suspended in a timeless void.
I floated there, disconnected from everything, neither existing nor not existing.
The sensation was impossible to measure—it could have been seconds or centuries—until reality crashed back into me like a tidal wave.
I found myself staring at the wooden ceiling of my small room in the Phoenix clan compound, the familiar grain patterns a stark contrast to the chaos of Shibuya I'd just left behind.
For a moment, I wondered if it had all been a dream—the transmigration, Toji's body, the battle with curses.
My hands instinctively patted down my body, confirming the truth.
Gone was Toji's muscular, battle-hardened physique, replaced by the lean frame of fourteen-year-old Feng Tian.
Yet something was undeniably different. My limbs felt charged with energy, my senses sharper, my muscles more responsive than they had any right to be.
I felt... Powerful.
I pushed myself to a sitting position and took in my surroundings.
The room was exactly as I'd left when the system had first activated—the worn tatami mat, the simple wooden desk with a half-burned candle, the small chest containing my meager possessions.
Everything was familiar yet somehow smaller, as if my perception had expanded.
Then my eyes caught something that hadn't been there before.
Leaning against the wall in the corner was the Inverted Spear of Heaven, its blade gleaming with an otherworldly sheen even in the dim morning light filtering through my paper window.
Beside it rested Playful Cloud, the cursed tool still bearing faint traces of battle residue from the carnage in Shibuya.
And there, on the floor, sat a bulging backpack that I recognized immediately—filled with games and snacks that Yuji and Megumi had purchased at my request.
The absurdity of it hit me all at once.
I erupted in uncontrollable laughter, clutching my sides as tears streamed down my face.
"They actually fell for it!" I wheezed between bouts of laughter.
"That ridiculous story about taking items into the afterlife... and they bought it!"
I couldn't stop laughing as I recalled their expressions.
Gojo's suspicious head tilt as he studied me through his blindfold, Megumi's skeptical glare that said he knew I was bullshitting but couldn't figure out the angle, and Yuji's earnest, half-believing stare as he handed over the bag of snacks.
Even Sukuna's taunting lips had curled with irritation rather than disbelief.
"Those powerful, dangerous sorcerers," I gasped, wiping tears from my eyes, "completely bamboozled by the oldest trick in the transmigrator's book."
But my amusement wasn't solely about the successful deception.
For days after arriving in this world, I'd been wound tight as a spring, calculating survival odds in a reality where gods and universe-shattering powers were commonplace.
Then, thrust into Toji's body, I'd embraced his ruthless, carefree persona—and it had been liberating.
I'd let loose completely, indulging in the chaotic freedom of being someone with nothing to lose.
"Nothing quite like spending a day slaughtering curses and manipulating teenagers to relieve stress."
I sighed as my laughter finally subsided, leaving behind a pleasant warmth in my chest.
"Better than therapy."
I moved to sit on my bed, which immediately groaned under my weight—something it had never done before.
My body felt simultaneously lighter and more substantial, as if my bones had been replaced with something denser yet more flexible.
There was a coiled strength in my muscles that I could feel even at rest.
"Let's see what the system has to say about all this," I murmured, focusing my mind inward.
The familiar translucent blue screen materialized before my eyes, hovering in my field of vision like a ghostly computer interface:
[System Status]
[Host: Feng Tian]
[Cultivation Level: None]
[Body Cultivation: 2nd Level Emperor Profound Realm]
[Transmigration: On Cooldown]
Emperor Profound Realm!?
I nearly choked.
In the Blue Wind Empire, Emperor-level cultivators were rare—the stuff of legends, figures spoken of in hushed, reverent tones.
Most people would spend their entire lives without even seeing one. And I'd somehow jumped straight to the second level?
While I processed this shocking information, a new notification appeared on the screen:
[Jujutsu Kaisen World Evaluation: S Rank]
[Rewards:]
[- 1 Skip Card]
[- All Abilities and Power of Toji Fushiguro]
[- All items held at time of departure]
[- Complete battle experience and knowledge of Toji Fushiguro]
[All physical items have been transferred to System Inventory]
An S-rank evaluation! The highest possible grade.
A grin spread across my face as I considered the implications. These rewards weren't just good—they were game-changing & future-defining.
I watched as the physical items in my room shimmered and vanished, transferred into the system's ethereal storage space.
"Open inventory," I instructed.
Another screen appeared, displaying my newly acquired treasures in neat, itemized form:
- Inverted Spear of Heaven
- Playful Cloud
- Backpack containing: 12 video games, 24 assorted snacks, 3 bottles of premium sake
"Good thing I returned those fingers to Gojo," I muttered, thinking about the eleven Sukuna digits I'd collected during the chaos.
I briefly contemplated what might have happened if I'd tried bringing them with me.
Would they have maintained their cursed properties in this world?
Worse, would they have somehow dragged aspects of Sukuna himself across dimensional boundaries?
The thought sent an uncomfortable shiver down my spine.
"No, giving them to Gojo had been the right call, even if it had annoyed Sukuna to no end."
My curiosity drew me to the Skip Card. I tapped its description:
[Skip Card: Allows the user to skip a transmigration entirely. The user will receive an automatic A-Rank evaluation with corresponding rewards without completing any tasks in that world.
(A-Rank: Powers of the body, B-Rank: Items on the body, C-Rank: Memories of the body)]
"Interesting," I mused, considering the implications.
"Not a time skip within a world, but a transmigration skip entirely."
This could be invaluable if the system ever sent me to a particularly dangerous or unpleasant reality.
A guaranteed A-rank evaluation without having to engage with whatever horrors might await me there was practically a get-out-of-jail-free card.
But the most exciting reward by far was Toji's Strength.
His supernatural physical abilities were now permanently mine.
While my actual energy levels or "cultivation" in the traditional sense hadn't increased—I still couldn't manipulate profound energy like normal cultivators—my physical capabilities now far exceeded what should be possible for any normal being.
But my senses to the Profound Energy had been sharpened like Toji was to Cursed Energy; it seemed that the system modifies the abilities to this world.
I held up my hand, studying it with newfound fascination. It looked the same—the hand of a Sixteen-year-old boy—but I could feel the difference.
The density of the muscle fibers, the reinforced bone structure, and the heightened nerve responses.
With the Emperor Profound Realm body cultivation, I possessed strength that most cultivators of this Empire could only dream of.
Testing my theory, I reached out and casually flicked the wooden post of my bed with my index finger.
CRACK!
The entire bed frame collapsed beneath me, splitting apart as if struck by lightning.
The wooden beams splintered like dry twigs, and I found myself sitting amidst a pile of broken furniture.
"Well... that's going to take some getting used to."
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A.N: Enjoy guys!!