The Echo of Us, Written in Ash and Light (JJK Fanfic)
70 parts Complete MatureTsubaki was never meant to walk the same path as jujutsu sorcerers. A Yakuza executive raised in shadows, with sharp wit, ruthless power, and an unshakable will. To her, sorcerers were fools shackled to a world that demanded their sacrifice, chasing ideals that would one day swallow them whole. She never believed in fate, only in what she could control with her own hands. Her personal code is simple: Titles and lineage mean nothing. There is no fairness-only winners and losers. If the world burns, she will stand atop the ashes.
And she will not care.
Then there was Satoru Gojo-the honored one, the strongest, the untouchable. A man who laughed in the face of destiny, who wielded limitless power with the arrogance of a god yet carried a weight only the lonely could understand. Tsubaki found him insufferable-loud, arrogant, reckless. A man who wasted his power protecting those too weak to stand on their own. Gojo found her unbearably cold, ruthless, and detached. A woman who saw people as pawns and power as currency. Yet-neither could ignore the other. The day their paths first crossed, he was drawn to her-unshaken by her sharp tongue, unbothered by the walls she built around herself. And despite every instinct telling her to resist, she was drawn to him too.
Neither of them wanted this. Whatever it was, it was dangerous. A weakness. And yet, it found them anyway-in stolen glances, in heated arguments, in the quiet moments where neither could admit just how much the other meant. They danced on the edge of something neither could name, afraid of what it would mean to fall. Because falling meant giving in. And giving in meant there would be no turning back.
But some stories are never meant to last. Some souls burn too brightly, too fiercely, until all that remains is the echo of what once was. And when the end comes-when fate finally catches up to them-they will have to face the truth:
Even the strongest cannot fight against destiny.