Jujutsu Kaisen : The Seraph of the end is here!

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Kaito Matsumoto drove through the city streets, his car's speakers buzzing with the familiar voice of his friend, Ryo.

"You heard about the giant shortselling in Indian Market?" Ryo's voice crackled through the car's Bluetooth.

"Yeah, I've been following it,I had opportunityin the past to invest there but meh i lost it " Kaito replied, balancing a cup of soup in one hand.

The light turned red, and he eased his car to a stop, taking a sip from the cup of soup.

The warmth and saltiness offered a brief escape from the day's stress.

"Honestly, I'm surprised by how much the war is impacting everything," Ryo continued.

"You shouldn't be War and Economy aren't exclusive"Kaito replied, but as he took another sip, his hand slipped.

In the process, he accidentally pushed the accelerator instead of the brake.

The car lurched forward, and before he could react, a massive truck collided with the side of his vehicle.

Metal crumpled and glass shattered in a catastrophic crash he could hear the faint "kaito" from the speakers before they were crushed bt the truck.

The world spun violently, and Kaito's vision blurred.

As Kaito Matsumoto lay in the wreckage, the pain in his chest becoming excruciating, his thoughts churned with regret and reflection.

'I'm going to die,' he thought, feeling the sharp agony of something protruding from his back, an unmistakable sign of his fatal injuries .

'I have so much left to do' he thought regret washing over him.

'I let my obsession with anime become my entire world. I buried myself in colorful escapism, surrounded by manga and figures, but it only kept me from facing what I truly needed.'

The fleeting memories of his girlfriend crossed his mind, though her name escaped him. 'She used me for my money' he lamented, 'and I let it happen. I should've tried to love again, to open up my heart instead of shutting it away. But I was too afraid, too wounded to reach out.'

A wave of guilt washed over him as he thought of his mother.

'I forgot to wish her a happy birthday before she passed away'

he reflected with deep remorse.

'I was so caught up in my own world, in my indulgences, that I never took the time to make those moments count.'

'I should've never been so foolish,'

He thought bitterly.

'I let my life spiral into comfort and denial, and now it's too late. I should've been better, done more, reached out, and not let my fears and habits define me.'

Kaito could feel the sharp, relentless pain in his back, a grim reminder of his situation.

'I know I'm not going to survive this,'he realized with a sense of resignation.

The darkness began to close in as his consciousness faded, leaving him with a haunting sense of missed opportunities and unfulfilled wishes.

His last sensation was the overwhelming pain in his abdomen.

His heart, already under strain from his unhealthylifestyle, gave out earlier than normal .

When Kaito opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely different setting.

He was lying on a metallic table in a cold, sterile lab.

The environment was eerily silent, with lifeless bodies in white lab coats scattered around.

Disoriented, Kaito struggled to make sense of his surroundings.

"Is this... an isekai?" he muttered to himself, his mind grasping for the familiar comfort of anime tropes, unconsciously ignoring the lifeless corpses.

Accepting this bizarre reality came easier than he expected.

He stumbled around the lab, searching for any sign of life or answers.

His urgent need to find a restroom led him to a door marked "Restroom." Inside, he approached the mirror and saw a face that was not his own—a boy with black hair resembling Yuuichirou from "Owari no Seraph."

"What... who am I?" he whispered, touching the unfamiliar features.

The reality of his situation began to settle in.

As Kaito explored the lab, his brain slowly registered the countless dead bodies scattered around.

They lay there without any visible signs of injury or stress, their deaths eerily resembling dolls whose strings had been cut.

Despite the gruesome sight, Kaito found himself unnaturally calm.

His mind felt altered, and he realized with a detached clarity that he couldn't muster any pity for the fallen humans.

This new, emotionless demeanor disturbed him, but he pushed the thoughts aside, focusing instead on finding a way out.

He stumbled upon a map plastered on one of the walls, scanning it for an exit.

Just as he was about to follow its directions, a rusty smell of blood wafted through the air, sending a shiver down his spine.

Panic surged within him, but again, he unnaturally overcame it quickly and approached the hallway with bloodstains on the wall.

Opening the door, he found splashes of blood around the floor, and in the center of the room, a black katana was stuck in the ground.

An unnaturally black-blue energy swirled around it, drawing his attention.

Before he realized it, his body had already moved forward and picked up the blade.

As his fingers closed around the hilt, his mind went blank for a second.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a world filled with clouds and rivers of blood flowing from the sky.

The scene was surreal; instead of the sun, trumpets with wings floated ominously in the sky.

In front of him stood a girl with wings and tails.

The bizarre landscape and the strange girl only added to the surrealness of his situation, but Kaito's altered mind processed the scene within seconds.

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