Second life,

My original name is $#$^$&$. I know. That doesn't make any sense. It doesn't make sense to me either. That's the name I remember the most, and it's incomprehensible.

Currently, I'm a baby. I know this is my second life due to lingering memories of my soul in hell briefly.

Along with even more distant memories of me living as a person in 2024. Before monkeypox killed me.

Both rather unfortunate. Nothing I'm gonna dwell on, though. As my current life sucks. My parents are thin and smelly, and my sister? Is actually evil.

From what I can tell. My family is relatively poor. We all have unique white hair with red tufts in the midst of it. I got a Glace at my hair while being bathed. Half white half red. An echo from my past that I can't grasp on.

My father is a professional begger. And my mother stays at home. They both are relatively normal. My sister, though. I can tell she's abnormal.

More often than not, while crawling around, I've spotted her staring at seemingly nothing for a prolonged period of time, scary shit honestly. Even more scary is that I can sense that she isn't staring at 'Nothing'

It's weird. But I can see apparitions of absolute abominations everywhere. I know my sister can see them since she's noticed I can see them aswell. She seems rather unconcerned with them, though.

I can see the creatures, but only if I really get mad and focus really hard. Whatever allows me to see them is based on negative emotions. Something I've deduced rather fast.

The older I've gotten. The less I had to focus on seeing them. They become more and more visible and noticeable as time goes by.

My parents seem completely ignorant of them. You'd think we inherited the ability to see these abominations from them. Nope. They have no clue that my sister and their daughter are purging any monster that gets too close.

When first born, I noted that everyone spoke Japanese. I'm fluent in Japanese due to being raised in Japan due to my father being in the military and based in Japan.

So naturally, I'm fluent. My new family's dialect is ancient, though. They speak Japanese but use older terms for certain things. It's nothing too bad, actually. I got used to it quickly.

That also confirmed my suspicions that I'm in some ancient era of an alternate Japan. Most likely, the Edo or the heian era. I'm leaning the heian era, though.

It didn't take long for the years to go by. In my third year of being here, my father got a job as a samurai under some lord or something.

That made our quality of life sky rocket. We no longer lived in that shitty straw house and now lived in a relatively medium-sized home. We also weren't starving.

On my fourth year. My body underwent sufficient changes. And that's when I finally realized where I was. Everything began to click.

Monsters roaming around. Invisible to everyone but me and my sister. My sister used ice abilities to expel and repel any monster that bothered us. Im in jujutsu kaisen!

When I realized that everything came to me in a flash. My knowledge of the popular manga came to me immediately. I'm in the famn heian era and my sibling is uruame.

That led to me panicking like a child that I am before I calmed myself. I'm in the 'golden age' of jujutsu, an era filled with monsters like sukuna and kenjaku.

I learned what my cursed technique was immediately after trying to figure it out. I had an innate understanding of it.

My technique is my elder siblings, but on drugs. If you thought uruames ice Formation technique was destructive, you should see mine.

I get exhausted after three moves. But my ice is potent. When I first used my ice on a spirit on the outskirts of our village. It covered a quarter of the entire forest.

That led to Uruame finding me desperately trying to put my ice out. After some guidance from my cold elder sibling, she disappeared a week later.

My parents seem unaffected by the disappearance of their daughter. Leading to my anger. Uruame is a prick in the future and a lap dog for Sukuna, but she's my sister now. Even if we barely interacted, she was still protecting us from spirits.

My theory to her disappearance is simple. She met Sukuna. I noticed that uruame had a tendency to cook things that smelled awfully similar to meat.

The thing is. During this era, eating meat is seen as sinful and repulsive due to the rise of Buddhism. And Uruame often snuck out. And with my memories returning I realized this bitch is a cannibal.

Immediately my anger at her disappearance was gone. Like a fire with no oxygen. I got over it. She's a lost cause now. She's been gone a few months and I turn 5 soon. She's 100% gushing over the king of frauds now as a loyal servant.

Now onto current events.

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Yawning heavily, I stretch my arms out as I wake up for the day. Today's the day I find someone who can teach me jujutsu.

I've been hearing whispers in town about the emergence of a two-faced abomination and his icey chef. I'm not even 5 yet, and Fraudkuna is causing havoc.

This motivated me to learn jujutsu. I know how to use my cursed technique to a minor level, and I have the basics of cursed reinforcement down, but I'm still crazy inefficient.

I'm going to run away. Hopefully, find a morally correct jujutsu sorcerer. Curse users run rampant in this era. Left unchecked they do what they want.

Flaring my cursed energy, i grin before putting on my blue kariginu and sandals. It's time to find a teacher.

Ignoring my sleeping parents, I grab my makeshift bookbag made from stray materials. I put 4 pairs of clothing in the poorly crafted bag and sneak out. Casting a long glance at my sleeping parents. I'm doing this for them.

With that, I exit from the back of our home. Reinforcing my legs with cursed energy, I move through the town my family lived in in nothing short of a blur.

If I can't find a master I'll gain experience in the outside world regardless. Struggle builds character.

It dosent take long for me to leave our mostly isolated town on the outskirts of Japan. Reaching dirt roads immediately. Unlike during modern times it's dark dark at night in the heian era with no lights.

Luckily for me. Cursed energy can enhance one's perception and overall vision. But on an extremely minor level.

Running along the dirt roads, I whoop as the wind brushes against my skin this is the begging of the end for fraudkuna. I've vowed to kill the guy since the last I remembered of him from my first life was yuji trapping him in a domain.

Of course my excitement dosent last long as I come to a sliding halt. My eyes widening as I barely leap backwards. Dodging a massive blue fist aiming to kill me in one go.

Infront of me is a large cursed spirit. Easily 10 meters in height. It's mtiple eyes stare at me in hunger as it drools.

"PlEase FoOOod" The spirit bellows as I cringe in disgust. Throwing my bag to the side I roll out of the way of another attack.

Taking a deep breath. I focus on negative things. My death. My hunger. My hatred for sukuna. I open my eyes as I feel my hands get coated in icey blue cursed energy.

Grinning like a mad man. I enter a boxing stance as I punch out. Ice shoots out from my fist in a massive burst of freezing tempatures.

A shockwave happens in result to me using my Cryo-Kinesis. The blast of frigid temperature immediately covers the spirits entire body as I frown.

A massive glacier of ice is all that remains

The glacier is about 20 meters tall. The spirit got one shot. I don't think there are grading systems In the heian era but if there were I 100% would be special grade.

"I wanted a good fight." I moan in annoyance. I've always dreamt of being pushed to the limit and landing a black flash or something.

Every curse I've fought so far has been one shot. I have no control over my ice. Not that my ice being destructive is bad it's just I can't exactly fight with allies if my ice remains so destructive.

"What a drag..." kicking a pebble. I grab my bag and continue running. Choosing not to melt my glacier as that wastes cursed energy. And I need all I can get.