Jujutsu Kaisen: I Just Want to Live, Not Fight Dagon Again

[A Jujutsu fanfic made entirely by hand, with a completely fresh perspective!]

Have you ever seen a hundred-ton truck fall out of the sky? Liu Daohui has, and that's how he ended up in the messed-up world of Jujutsu Kaisen.

He only knew Jujutsu Kaisen from online discussions, and the memes were all familiar, but most importantly, this wasn't the modern era. It was the golden age of sorcery a thousand years ago: the Heian era!

At first, all he wanted was to keep his head down. But first came the Zenin, then the Fujiwara, and later even Yorozu came looking for trouble. Even Ryomen Sukuna wanted to get involved?

Then let's fight!

With the power of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, strategic insight far beyond his era, and the credit history he had built up in his previous life, Liu Daohui faced Ryomen Sukuna in a decisive battle in Heian-kyo.

A thousand years later, the King of Curses descended once more. Ryomen Sukuna greedily breathed in the fresh air, taking in everything around him.

"Wonderful! Women, children, and... Wait, you too, Liu Daohui?!"

Watching from the shadows, Satoru Gojo asked in shock,

"Liu Daohui, the shinigami from a thousand years ago. Didn't he die along with you?"

As Satoru Gojo investigated, he discovered to his astonishment that someone in this world possessed the power to span a thousand years.

A few months later, when the modern strongest and the strongest in history agreed to fight, the Jujutsu Society had no choice but to call him in.

Liu Daohui: ??? Who opened my box?!