About this universe
Hunted through the ruined underbelly of Tokyo, Shion Kuroba is offered sanctuary and purpose by Geto’s faction. But in a world where power is drawn from suffering and every ally has fangs, survival means deciding what lines to cross, and what must be left behind. Will Shion become predator or prey in the coming war?
Tone
Dark, tense, and intimate, with bursts of violence and flickers of uneasy camaraderie.
Themes
belonging vs. self, power and its costs, betrayal and trust, survival at the margins
Protagonist
Shion Kuroba
Shion’s presence is a live wire, sharp, wary, always scanning for danger. Lean and quick, with hair falling over hollowed eyes and dark clothes built to vanish, Shion moves like someone too tired to run but too stubborn to die. Their guarded posture hints at old injuries and a survivor’s defiance.
Goal: To stop being prey and to decide whether Geto's vision of a world made for people like them is worth the cost.
How it begins
Shion’s breath rasps in the dust as they slide behind a toppled vending machine, knuckles white on the hilt of their cursed tool. The howl of a spirit echoes in the corridor, too close, and the air crawls with pressure that sears their skin. They can already see the brand’s sigil flickering under their sleeve, draining, but the worst threat is not the spirit, it's the gathering of figures at the far end. Geto stands at their center, calm as a priest, his eyes fixed on Shion with gentle invitation. Mahito’s smile is stitched wide, fingers flexing with anticipation, and Jogo’s one eye burns with contempt. Shion forces themselves upright, grit scraping their palm, and meets Geto’s gaze as the sorcerer says,
“You’ve run far enough. Tell me, Shion, are you ready to stop being prey?”
The pressure in the ruined station presses in, every shadow watching for their answer.
About this world
Tokyo is a city veined with cursed energy, where jujutsu sorcerers claim to guard humanity from the spirits born of its own darkness. Curse users like Shion survive in the shadows, hunted as threats, while Geto’s faction and powerful Curses plot to overturn the order. Boundaries between hunter and hunted blur as the city edges toward open supernatural war, and nowhere is truly safe.
Cursed Tokyo is a city transformed by what festers beneath. By day, it bustles like any metropolis, but the unseen rules belong to the jujutsu sorcerers: elite, secretive, and uncompromising. They maintain a network of protected enclaves , schools, government seats, and sacred sites , patrolled by sorcerers and cleansed of spirit infestations. Surrounding these are ordinary neighborhoods, whose residents know little but sometimes notice streets that seem colder, alleys that swallow people whole, or shrines that bloom overnight with warning talismans.
In the margins are places claimed by Curses and their allies: condemned buildings layered with wards, subway tunnels that echo with inhuman laughter, and corners where fear thickens the air. Here, curse users and spirits gather to plan, hide, or hunt. Geto’s faction, a coalition of outcast humans and special-grade Curses, laces these refuges with uneasy alliances. Power means survival, and trust is rare, even among supposed comrades.
The city’s history is one of invisible wars. Sorcerers have long erased threats and covered the scars, but the rise of Geto’s movement has shattered their monopoly. Now, rumors of attacks, disappearances, and impossible phenomena swirl through the city. Non-sorcerers form the vast, oblivious majority, but the true battle plays out in shadow, governed by the flow of cursed energy: the raw stuff of hatred, fear, and loss. This power can warp reality, unleash monstrous spirits, or fuel sorcerers’ and curse users’ deadly techniques. The air itself seems charged, and at the city’s heart, even time feels thin, as if something is waiting to break.
