𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄 [JJK x OC]

3: The Strongest and The Blessed

A/N: This was supposed to come out earlier but I caught a terrible case of the flu so motivation has been low. Some things might not be 100 percent coherent cause I'm still under the weather. But I needed to get something out.

While I was sick I was possessed by the yap demon, Kenjaku. I'll make up for the info dumps next chapter. Enjoy the character moments.

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Log: July 2005 Northern Awaji,

A window belonging to Jujutsu Tech detected an unnatural swelling of cursed energy in a sequestered village on Awaji. However, a concrete location couldn't be narrowed down.

Due to a request from the higher-ups, the three first years from Tokyo Jujutsu Tech were sent to identify and neutralize the source of the cursed energy. However, before the mission could be completed, they engaged in a battle that ravaged the surroundings.

The result of this battle was...

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Ayako POV

The sounds of bird songs try to lull me out of my rest, their cries denoting the sun's rising and the coming of a new day. However, despite their beautiful cries, my eyes do not open, for they do not need to.

Even now, in the dying breaths of my dream, I see everything: things that will come to pass and paths that will never be tread. Such is my blessing — such is my curse.

Fate, such a fragile and fickle thing, precariously balanced on top of cursed energy. When I'm awake, my eyes observe the position and movement of cursed energy plus the soul, enabling me to perceive the future. The principle behind the technique is similar to Laplace's Demon.

When I use ālaya-consciousness it covers an area 200 meters around me carefully cataloguing and, eventually, determining the movements of everything. As it stands I can perfectly determine the future ten seconds in advance. For combat purposes that's more than enough however that isn't the limit. By using a vow to change the perimeters of ālaya-consciousness I can look exponentially father in the future at the cost of clarity. It's like ordering from a hidden menu I'm aware of the number of courses and the vague time they'll arrive but the nature of the dish and its preparation is lost to me. 

The celestial eyes of Senju Kannon are like stars shining in sky. Utterly divine, they look down upon all gracing only those within its preview with benevolence. So long is they remain in my presence the destiny of every being is known to me.

Well, at least every being except myself. After all, my eyes can't perceive the color of my soul. It's almost comical, so much so that it makes me sick. I, who sees all things, can never perceive myself.

However, when I dream, whilst my vision is untethered, I can see so much more. Beyond the world as it is a realm only I perceive. No one but I could understand, that ephemeral space between dream and reality is curse unto itself.

There the future is laid before me like innumerable grains of sand glimmering as they scatter in the winds, or perhaps it would be more apt to describe it as countless threads conjoining to form a tapestry.

Each of those threads is its own future, and I can observe each of them in my dreams. Some are so minutely different that they appear to be the same, others so different that it's hard to believe they are possibilities. But most are the same, just another day sequestered away in this temple.