In a Multiverse, Starting by Transforming into Fu Hua

Amber composed herself and began to consider how she was supposed to establish herself in this world.

Unlike Mesopotamia, this was a modern society. Surviving in a modern society required more than just food; there were all sorts of rules, and the most pressing issue was her identity.

"Mr. Navigator, who does this house belong to? And... am I considered undocumented here?"

Please rest assured, Host. In any world, the system will provide the Host with suitable identity information.

Only then did Amber remember that the previous world had seemed to work the same way. Fu Hua had clearly never existed there, yet the Divine Land Sword Breaking Record had somehow appeared.

Since Amber had asked, Navigator naturally did not keep anything from her. A screen appeared before Amber, introducing the identity the system had created for her in this world.

Simply put, her name was Shier Fulei. She was a foreigner who had moved to Japan and was a third-year middle school student at Sugawa School. Her parents had both died, and she had been unable to find any other relatives. Fortunately, an acquaintance of her parents had adopted Shier. That acquaintance was the director of an orphanage, and Shier had lived there ever since.

There were not many children in that orphanage. Aside from Shier, none of the children were even ten years old. Shier was the only one old enough to attend school, so the director had been able to afford her education.

Then, three days ago, everyone in the orphanage aside from Shier, who had been at school at the time, had died under mysterious circumstances. That included all the children and the director, leaving Shier with nowhere to go.

Fortunately, the director had previously felt bad that Shier spent too much time commuting to and from school. There happened to be a house near the school, so she had given Shier its key, ensuring that Shier would not end up sleeping on the streets.

Amber: ...What kind of start is this...

The girl had not forgotten that she was currently in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Mysterious deaths? There was an eighty-percent chance it had been a Cursed Spirit.

She needed to visit the orphanage and see what was going on with that Cursed Spirit. At the very least, she had to avenge the director and the others.

Are you an idiot?

Black Amber's eye twitched. This is just a background identity. You don't actually know them, and you've never even interacted with them, have you?

"Even if I never met them... according to the background, that director was a good person."

Amber understood that perfectly well, but it did not change her decision. "Even if I never truly met them, I still want to avenge them. I don't want them to have died without knowing why."

...Fine.

Having lived with the Herrscher of Reason for many years, Black Amber was somewhat unaccustomed to such sudden and undisguised kindness. She did not particularly care about this matter, though. What she wanted to mention was something else. Before you go looking for trouble with that Cursed Spirit, shouldn't you first get used to this body's strength? Of course, if you want to use Tai Xu Sword Qi, I won't stop you.

Only after Black Amber mentioned it did Amber remember to carefully sense the strength of this body.

And after she did, her first reaction was... so weak.

Ever since her resurrection, she had never felt so weak. Fu Hua's inexhaustible vitality and physical strength capable of moving mountains and parting seas had completely vanished.

This body could not heal injuries within a second, let alone anything else. She could even feel a long-forgotten sensation of hunger now. She was hungry...

The sudden and severe weakening made Amber extremely uncomfortable.

But because she had to preserve her paper-wife persona, she could not bring herself to say something like, "I can just use Sword God."

Eat something first. If that already-not-very-smart brain of yours doesn't even have enough sugar, won't you become even dumber?

Black Amber said.

Amber knew she was not particularly smart. She had initially wanted to retort, but quickly realized that she should not listen to the latter half of her other self's words. She should listen to the first half instead.

Thinking that, Amber could not help but laugh.

She had clearly meant to remind her out of kindness, yet she was so terrible at talking.

What are you laughing at?

Black Amber asked in confusion. Was she happy after being insulted?

"Nothing."

Amber shook her head and decided to get something to eat first. But she soon realized another problem. "Mr. Navigator, do I... have any money?"

Additional settings have been added. Shier Fulei worried about the orphanage's financial situation while attending school, so she had a habit of working part-time. Yesterday was payday.

At the same time, a plain envelope appeared on the dining table in front of Amber. Inside was her salary from last month.

Amber opened it and took a look. There were roughly 200,000 yen inside, a fairly ordinary income.

After silently thanking the system and Navigator, Amber took the money from the envelope and left the house.

It was a very ordinary Japanese residential home. Worth mentioning was that this kind of ordinary two-story house was something only wealthy people could afford in Shenzhou, yet in Japan, it was considered less upscale than an apartment. Amber did not really understand why, but she preferred this kind of house anyway.

Walking down unfamiliar streets, Amber could not help missing the body that had once allowed her to grasp an entire city's condition with a single thought.

Unlike the previous world, this world was filled with tiny, harmless Cursed Spirits that came in all manner of bizarre and ugly shapes. They had already looked ugly enough through a screen in anime, but seeing them in person was far more sanity-draining than any Demon Beast or Lahmu.

At the very least, Amber was already finding them painful to look at.

This residential area was not particularly remote. After walking for only a few minutes, Amber spotted a shop. Just as she was about to enter, she suddenly felt a chill. It was an indescribable feeling, but if she had to compare it to something, it was similar to Lahmu—full of negative emotions.

Still, weren't Cursed Spirits a little too common in this world?

Fortunately, this aura did not pose any real threat to Amber. After carefully sensing it, she discovered that it came from an alley not far away.

Without hesitation, she headed in that direction.

Her actions caught the attention of a blue-haired girl in a black uniform with a katana at her waist. Realizing that Amber might be in danger, the blue-haired girl's expression changed, and she hurried after her from afar.

The Death of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit

Was this the Cursed Spirit that had given her that icy feeling?

After entering the alley, Amber realized that she had stepped into a place completely different from what it appeared to be outside. Having read the original work, she knew very well that she had entered an incomplete Domain.

In other words, that cold aura belonged to a Special Grade Cursed Spirit?

But why would a Special Grade Cursed Spirit suddenly appear here? In Amber's memory, Cursed Spirits were born from accumulated negative emotions. In an ordinary residential district, in an ordinary alley, there should not have been conditions capable of giving birth to a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.

As she pondered that, Amber examined the state of this Domain.

It was an unremarkable high-rise office building. If Cursed Spirits were indeed born from negative emotions, was this perhaps the resentment of office workers gathering together?

Isn't this perfect?

Black Amber spoke. A fight breaks out the moment you arrive. Isn't this a great chance to test your strength?

That was true. At the moment, she no longer possessed the fully developed Sword Heart, sword form, and sword soul granted by Fu Hua's body. Her own Sword Heart had only reached the first level.

Besides, she did not really want to pull an out-of-character move like having Shier throw around Sword God, unless she truly could not win.

With that in mind, Amber took out the equipped Tong Yao. The enormous scythe was taller than the girl herself. To Amber, wielding such an enormous weapon with such a slender body was an incredibly adorable trait, but...

She did not know how to use a scythe...

If she had mastered sword soul, then forget a scythe—even a napkin would move as naturally as an extension of her arm. Unfortunately, she had not. After trying to swing the unwieldy monstrosity a few times, Amber sullenly put it away.

No longer getting sidetracked, Amber carefully sensed the strength within her body.

Shier's primary source of power was the Stigmata she had been born with. Amber possessed that same Stigmata as well, and it had even undergone an extremely thorough localization.

Simply put, Amber's Cursed Energy did not require her to possess any negative emotions. The Stigmata on her chest handled all of that entirely, while her Innate Technique was the very simple and straightforward Quantization.

Having an Innate Technique was pretty good. After all, she did not want to be like some athlete who fought through an entire series yet only knew how to use Black Flash.

But there was nothing to be done about that. The reason Jujutsu Sorcerer was considered such a talent-dependent profession was precisely because Innate Techniques could not be learned. It depended entirely on what you were born with. If you were not born with an Innate Technique, then barring special circumstances, you could only remain mediocre for the rest of your life.

It was not that people without Innate Techniques were necessarily weak, but their upper limit was indeed fixed.

And that was not all. Possessing an Innate Technique did not mean one could use it. The prerequisite for using a technique was having the brain structure of a sorcerer.

For example, Junpei possessed a technique but lacked the necessary brain structure. Only after Mahito modified him could he use that Innate Technique.

But...

Quantization... how exactly was she supposed to use it?

Amber had no clue at all. She could only walk through the building while thinking with her mind, which had never been contaminated by knowledge.

Black Amber did not have that problem. Why had Fu Hua always regarded her as a threat? Lahmu had plenty of flaws, but that did not mean they lacked strengths. Their greatest advantage was that from the instant they were born, they could easily control their bodies and powers. They were born knowing, violent, and full of negative emotions.

For Black Amber, all it took was gaining control of the body for an instant to unleash all of its power. Amber could not compete with her at all.

Fortunately, although she still had many questions about her technique, Amber had cultivated Tai Xu Sword Qi before. At the very least, she had no problem using Cursed Energy.

Just as she was thinking that, the enemy apparently realized that the girl in front of it posed no danger. A tremendous crash exploded beside Amber's ears. The corridor wall at her side burst apart, and a pale, powerful hand shot from the smoke toward her head.

She had trained for a whole month, after all. Amber was not so helpless that she could not dodge an attack like that.

Her body reacted instinctively. Amber was about to teach the Cursed Spirit a lesson when she suddenly heard another set of footsteps.

"Watch out!"

A flash of steel swept past Amber's eyes, severing the pale arm. Amber instinctively looked over and saw a blue-haired girl with strange bangs sheath her drawn katana with an ugly expression. Then she grabbed Amber's arm and dragged her away.

Maki Zenin's heart was practically leaping out of her chest.

She was only a Grade Three Jujutsu Sorcerer from Kyoto Jujutsu High School. This was her first time returning home after leaving school for so long, yet she had somehow stumbled into the incomplete Domain of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.

Did she regret it? She regretted it so much she wanted to die. More than half of her family's income came from her earnings. If she died, her younger siblings would face the desperate situation of being unable to survive. She absolutely did not want to see that happen!

But... she also could not stand by and watch a girl around the same age as her younger siblings get killed by a Cursed Spirit!

I hope Todo and the others get here quickly...!

Maki Zenin was incomparably anxious. Knowing the gap in strength between them and the enemy, she did not even hope to escape the Special Grade Cursed Spirit's Domain. She only hoped she could hold on until reinforcements arrived.

The handshake event Todo mentioned should be somewhere nearby... You have to make it in time!

"Um...!"

Amber had no idea what the other girl was thinking as they ran, but seeing how flustered she was, Amber could roughly guess how she felt. "Big sister, we..."

"Don't worry! I'll get you out of here!"

Only then did Maki Zenin realize that she seemed to have acted too panicked, perhaps even making the other girl anxious. So she put on a strong front, turned to the girl, and smiled, hoping to give her more confidence.

But that turn nearly scared her soul out of her body. The pale arm she had cut off had not healed, but many more arms had appeared behind them. They were about to grab the girl behind her. Maki Zenin immediately stopped, pulled the girl behind her, and drew the katana at her waist. Her blade flashed as she severed the approaching arms.

Amber was somewhat moved by this unsolicited protection. In the previous world, as the Crimson Kite Immortal, she had been everyone's support and hope. She had never been protected like this before. But... this Special Grade Cursed Spirit was truly weak in her eyes.

Before Maki Zenin could breathe a sigh of relief, the ground beneath them trembled, followed by a chilling sensation of weightlessness.

She hurriedly looked down and finally realized that those arms had merely been a feint to force them to stop. The true killing move was the abyssal maw that had already reached beneath their feet.

—I'm going to die!

Maki Zenin was so tense that she did not even have time to close her eyes. Yet the next instant, what filled her vision was not the inside of the Cursed Spirit's mouth, but the figure of a girl wielding a scythe amid flying flesh and blood.

I Incarnated into Myself?

"Eh...?"

Her body hit the ground heavily. Sitting in the alley in the same posture she had landed in, Maki Zenin still wore a dazed expression of delayed realization. "It was... killed?"

A Special Grade Cursed Spirit had been killed? By that one effortless slash?

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Remembering the unbuffered thud, Amber looked worriedly at Maki Zenin, who was sitting on the ground.

The concern in those eyes and the girl's delicate, beautiful face made it difficult for Maki Zenin to connect her with the girl who had just swung a scythe completely disproportionate to her body.

Could such a slender girl really lift a scythe that looked like it weighed hundreds of pounds?

No... she was a Jujutsu Sorcerer, so maybe it was not that strange?

"I... I'm fine."

Having narrowly escaped death, Maki Zenin swallowed as she looked into the girl's ocean-blue eyes, feeling somewhat confused.

Why did she remember the other girl's eyes being red?

It must have been an illusion. Everything had been covered in blood at the time, so perhaps it had simply blurred her vision.

Thinking that, Maki Zenin stood and once again examined the girl before her, who was a full head shorter than her.

(Maki Zenin: 169 cm, Shier: 149 cm)

Only after looking carefully did she realize... this was more than merely a delicate and beautiful face. She was prettier than any celebrity Maki Zenin had ever seen. It even made one wonder whether they truly belonged to the same world.

"Oh... ohh..."

Maki Zenin unconsciously let out that strange sound.

"Hmm?"

Amber was briefly confused by the reaction, but after taking a closer look, the girl in front of her seemed very familiar. Blue hair, strange bangs, a sword—she was obviously Maki Zenin, right? That poor girl everyone kept guessing had some kind of hidden foreshadowing, only for it to turn out she was nothing special in the end.

"Since you're okay... then Shier will be leaving now?"