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Tai Lung: The Zenin Grandmaster

"Cursed Energy is a poison. Chi is the cure." In his first life, Tai Lung was a monster, a prisoner, and a failed student. In the Spirit Realm, he found Inner Peace. Now, the universe has given him a second chance—but it’s in the most toxic place imaginable: The Zenin Clan. Reborn as the eldest son with a Heavenly Restriction, Tai Lung has zero Cursed Energy. To the Zenin elders, he is a "monkey," a stain on their lineage. To his younger brother, Toji, he is the only light in a world of darkness. But Tai Lung didn't come back to play by their rules. He brings with him the knowledge of the 1,000 Scrolls, the mastery of the Spirit Realm, and a power that makes Cursed Techniques look like child's play. While the Jujutsu world bickers over "True Sorcery," the Leopard is building a New Age. Armed with golden Chi and a brother who will become a God of Physicality, Tai Lung will show the world that the "Dragon Warrior" isn't a title you're born with—it's one you take. The Leopard is out of the cage. And this time, he’s the one teaching the lessons. Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. I do not own Jujutsu Kaisen, its characters (the Zenin Clan, etc.), or its world; all rights belong to Gege Akutami and Shueisha. I also do not own Kung Fu Panda or the character Tai Lung; all rights belong to DreamWorks Animation. This story is created for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended. Any original characters (OCs) and specific plot deviations are of my own creation.
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"The King of Curses is Mid and I Can Prove It"

Kenji Murakami died the way he lived — arguing with strangers on the internet about power scaling. After cracking his skull on his bathtub at 2 AM following the composition of a ten-thousand-character Twitter dissertation on why Sukuna was the most generic villain in modern shonen, Kenji wakes up as the man himself — or rather, in the spiritual parking space the King of Curses was supposed to occupy inside Yuji Itadori's soul. The real Sukuna is gone. The power is all his. And Kenji has never been more annoyed in either of his lives. Because Sukuna's abilities are boring. Cut. Cut. Cut. Slash. Cut again. Fire arrow. Cut but in a bubble. A thousand years of jujutsu mastery and the pinnacle of cursed energy manipulation produced a man with the creative range of a food processor. Kenji refuses to touch any of it. Instead, armed with an engineering degree, an unreasonable amount of cursed energy, and the spiteful determination of a man who will NOT be a one-trick pony, he sets out to reinvent jujutsu from the inside out — offensive Reversed Cursed Technique, mathematically calculated Black Flash on demand, layered energy applications that have never existed before, and whatever else he can dream up that isn't just cutting things. There's just one problem. Well, several problems. Every single woman in this world is built like a structural engineering violation. Gojo Satoru is a six-foot goddess with the Six Eyes and a fascination with him that's growing by the day. Fushiguro Megumi is looking at him like he personally hung the moon and she'd like to thank him in ways that would require a content warning. And every other female sorcerer he encounters seems to have been designed by a committee that took the phrase "down bad" as an architectural blueprint. Kenji notices none of this. He's too busy being right about power scaling.
Axecop333 · 830 Views