You wake from your first dream drenched in cold sweat. Outside the window, Tokyo Shibuya glows with neon lights, and your phone screen reads 3:17 AM. You remember the dream—not模糊 fragments, but a complete, clear, movie-like playback of the future: beneath Shibuya Station, a Special Grade Cursed Spirit clashes with Gojo Satoru, blood pools, and… your own corpse lies in the ruins. You gasp, fingers trembling, and touch the cursed tool on your pillow—the ring your father left behind, carved with seals you never believed in. But every detail in the dream screams: it’s real. You have to do something. But first, the Cursed Spirit drawn by Sukuna’s finger is no pushover—survive here first.