So, hear me out. JJK is about to end, and to pay tribute to it, I'm going to be making a story based on the CONTENTS of Jujustu Kaisen. This story, believe it or not, will be one of the more "fleshed out" stories I've made in my career, as in, it has its own power system, characters, guilds, enemies, and more. Some of the characters are based on Epic Games' Fortnite Battle Royale... yes, I know. I spoke and wrote about it in the discord server if you're interested on how this idea came to be.
With that, enjoy...
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Awakening from his slumber, a young high schooler no older than 17 found himself tied to a room filled to the brim with seals and... is that garlic?
The boy spent his time looking at the garlic, wondering why he felt... harmed by it. Its presence hurt his eyes, the scent of it burning his nose. He felt... powerless in this confined area. He also felt different himself. He felt his two top teeth sharpened to a razor's edge. He felt that his skin was more paler than normal, almost snow white.
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"So, you're awake..."
The boy looked up and saw a red-haired man leaning against the walls of the confined space. He observed that he was darker than him, almost caramel, and that his left arm was corroded in a reddish hue, a kanji for 'Flame' etched into his skin.
"Do you remember who you are?" the man asked. The boy took a minute to let that question sink in.
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"Kento... Kento Makoshi..."
"Very nice," the man said, not all that happy to hear it. He was more focused on getting information out of him.
"Do you remember how it happened...?"
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"How... what happened...?" Kento asked.
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"Do you remember the night you got bit...?"
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The day before...
"Seriously Kento? Another girl? It's the third one this month dude."
Kento and his friend, who was unclear to present Kento, stood near the gates of their school in Lockwood Hills Village, a city that was built in the middle ages. Kento laughed at his friends question.
"Trust me, she's the one," Kento said, holding his hands on his head.
"You said that for the past 30 girls in three years Kento," his friend reminded him. Kento scoffed at the reminder.
"Damn, It's really been that many?"
"YOU MEAN YOU DIDN'T NOTICE!?" his friend exclaimed.
"Why do you think everyone avoids you!? Everyone thinks you're a toxic playboy who cheats on other girls."
Kento thought about that. Yeah, he's cheated on one or two girls, but he didn't cheat on ALL of them... kind of. They just don't give him that 'spice' to his life. That's what Kento needs. He needs a girl that's colorful, unique, and can bring that 'spice' he wants in his life. Over the course of 30 girlfriends, not one had came even remotely close to adding that spice to his life. He hopes that this will be the last girl he has to talk to.
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Fanfiction❝ʟᴇᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴇᴇ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ꜱᴜꜰꜰᴇʀɪɴɢ...❞||As a playboy, Kento Makoshi never once gave a second thought about how people felt about him. He has a bad rep to his name in high school, but he doesn't care. All he cares about is finding a wo...