[Jujutsu Kaisen Crossover] Playing Photographer and Mortician Means Opening a Funeral Home in Another World

A couple cosplaying characters from Identity V head to a convention to meet their online friends. But after taking their final photos, one of them blacks out from not having eaten in too long and collapses unconscious. When he wakes, he finds himself in the middle of nowhere, with his boyfriend, who was cosplaying Azrael, asleep beside him.

The original-skin Aesop blacks out and nearly falls over again.

Is there some kind of cause-and-effect law behind cosplay transmigration?! Why am I being tormented again?!

Wait, why did I say "again"?

First there was the Deduction Star competition (with a Detective Conan crossover), and now there's the Nymph Awards tournament. This is what it's like to play Identity V: you'd never imagine what the devs and players can pull off, but they always do. (smile)

But Aesop soon discovers that this world isn't so simple.

One moment he's retrieving the Evil Flame Order, and the next he's sealing the Tears of Kreiberg. Then he gets up in the middle of the night to investigate the Crystal Palace.

Damn it, Aesop thinks. Is this even a proper Jujutsu Kaisen world? I'm just an undertaker, not an investigator!!

A young man whose face resembles his smiles kindly at the couple huddled together and trembling. "Come on, let's save the world so you can win the Nymph Award for Undertakers!"

The Jujutsu Society is astonished to discover that, at some point, a funeral home called "Oletus" has quietly put down roots all across the Jujutsu Society.

The funeral home is rather desolate. Its only employee is a young man with gray hair and gray eyes.

Yet he and his funeral home are everywhere. Whether ordinary people, Jujutsu Sorcerers, or Curse Users, he gives them all the most dignified funerals, wishing them eternal peace.

After the undertaker repeatedly foils the higher-ups' attempts to eliminate the "vessel," they send out Jujutsu Sorcerers to try to kill this strange undertaker.

Black sludge surges. A face forms among the stars, and a strange man with curling ram horns blocks the attack.

"Aesop is the yellow rose of the Grim Reaper."

"You lowly scum, don't you dare lay a finger on my purest little lamb."

Second edit: At its heart, this story is about some of the resentment and doubts I had after watching Jujutsu Kaisen. It gets pretty aggressive, so if you can't handle that, don't read it. ()

Jujutsu Kaisen characters good, Gege bad!

Some politically minded young firebrands...

Third edit: I've revised the blurb and changed the original outline. I now plan to write a story about Identity V saving the world.

To be clear: I'm furious about the tangled mess that is Jujutsu Kaisen's power system, and I really want to give everyone a lesson in politics! (gritting teeth)

Theme: Everyone deserves a dignified farewell.