Miss Fudong Wangyue lowered her head and saw a line of game rules floating on the panel, one she had read more than ten times: [Player] Each generation inherits thirty percent of the previous generation's base stats. If there are special abilities, some of them will be inherited as well. She had played the role of her own children for hundreds of years, successfully building up the entire Fudong family, and was just about to make the Jujutsu Society explode with growth
Then Ryomen Sukuna suddenly showed up and wiped out her whole family.
Fudong Wangyue wasn't angry. She was just speechless. She had no secret identity, and her will could only inhabit one body at a time, so Sukuna had basically beaten her to a pulp and bulldozed the farming-and-development project she had built from the ground up. Maybe it wasn't all that cruel, but it was seriously low-class. What a damn idiot, Sukuna. You wasted my first playthrough. I still wanted to run a speed race and prove that our Reverse Meter Squad was the best squad. Now you've slowed down my progress. Whatever, I'll keep snowballing from the start. As long as the passive bonuses I've stacked are still there, I'm good.
Fudong Wangyue pulled herself together and started another run. From the start, she landed in the Shibuya Incident. She looked up. Ryomen Sukuna, you again? I'll beat you with a couple of sticks!
Under everyone's astonished gaze, an unknown girl about their age fearlessly charged at the King of Curses.
...And then she fought him to a draw?
Ryomen Sukuna looked down at the girl. She was so young, yet her features looked so much like her mother's. It was a pity that the rest of her looked too much like her useless father. What a mood-killer. Her cursed energy, on the other hand, and the way it flowed were remarkably similar to those of her ancestors.
He said, "Long time no see... Fudong Zhenli."
After the Shibuya Incident, Jujutsu Headquarters publicly condemned the damage caused by curses, but in private, they were relieved that Satoru Gojo, an unpredictable factor, had been sealed. They could use this opportunity to suppress other unstable elements. Then they heard the news from outside: the person you want to kill can't be killed. Why not?
Because, once again, someone from the Fudong family had survived.
Everything outside was in chaos. Only Fudong Wangyue sat up in her sleep, suddenly wide awake. "No, seriously, is there something wrong with Ryomen Sukuna? Who greets someone by bringing up their embarrassing past?!"
Theme: The power of bloodlines cannot be severed.
