Occult Bindings

Prologue: Awakening of the Nightmare

From
byakurendawn
Disclaimer :

Before starting, I wanted to start a fiction that is based on an MPREG without going through the traditional Omegaverse box, even if it will borrow some codes from the Omegaverse without being one, plus a little "soul mate" side playing in the world of occultism of Jujutsu Kaisen.

The term "Marked" does not come from me but is the own creation of my best friend, Khara, who gave me permission to use her idea as well as to adapt it in my own way for the needs of the story. Thank you a thousand times to her!~

In the universe of Jujutsu Kaisen, the "Marked" are rare beings apart, in the world of witchcraft, considered as a kind of chosen ones among the Jujutsu sorcerers, who appear quite randomly every 300 years. There are barely a handful of them and their mortality is quite high in view of the danger that their condition imposes on them. The marked are all sorcerer Men, without exception, who have received the gift of childbirth, in addition to attracting them, via their occult pheromones, any being composed of occult energy, for the numerous properties they offer. Such as increasing the occult power and longevity of curses or jujutsu Sorcerers through the absorption of their blood or by devouring their flesh.

The children born from them are special, and are called "Kamuis". A Kamui's soul is born from the mixture of the pure occult energy of the Marked as well as that of his designated companion to whom he has bonded, through their spiritual bonds. The Occult Bond. The Marked can also give birth to ordinary children as well, without using an Occult Bond, although this remains rare.

Chapter text:

Sitting in his hospital bed, at the Tokyo Exorcist School with Shoko at his bedside, Satoru listens silently to the latter's medical report. She had just operated on him urgently, in the middle of the night, while he had called her urgently, his condition had worsened instantly, taking him by surprise and making him panic, leaving him with no choice but to turn to the only person who could help him at that moment.

The operation was trying, very trying... And now that the worst is over, Shoko had to tell her friend the terrible news.

- "I'm sorry Satoru. The ''Occult Link'' that united you to... your ''companion'', has indeed been broken, as we feared. There is nothing more I can do to repair this. For you as... for him. So I had to..." She takes a breath before continuing. "I had to remove it, so that your condition does not worsen and kill you too in the process. Do you understand?" Shoko said softly in her conciliatory and compassionate voice to her patient.

The latter had remained silent, pale as death as he listened to the young woman. Satoru is like a ghost with his livid complexion, his white hair and the white hospital kimono he wore following his operation.

After the young female exorcist apologizes, Gojo shakes his head gently at his classmate, his pale gaze lowered to the blanket that covers his legs, the delicate features of his face drawn and the dark circles around his eyes making him look more dead than alive, as if he were older than he really was. Even his beautiful eyes, his sixth eye, a celestial blue from another world, once so bright and sparkling with vitality, like diamonds no longer have any sparkle, they are now dull and dreary, dead. In a way, he was dead inside.

- "No, Shoko." He murmured in a low, broken voice, something that is really unlike him, due to his usual naturally bubbly and jovial personality.  A tone of voice that didn't suit him at all, his voice that was usually sparkling with life and singing like a nightingale in spring, had lost all its lively sonority. "You don't have to be sorry, you're not to blame. Deep down, it was inevitable. Neither he nor I wanted this bond. It was imposed on both of us by our respective families, from the beginning. So it could only end badly, especially after he left. It's just that, I didn't expect him to do it in such circumstances and-..."