1 Chapter 1

I awoke dazed and confused, my head resting against something cold and hard. I tried to reach down and pull blankets over myself, but there were no blankets covering my body. I quickly opened my eyes wide and looked up into the night sky at the fading stars and imminent sunrise. I rose to my feet but fell down, clutching my head as two sets of memories merged into one. I wanted to scream, but despite the pain, I knew that I couldn't draw attention to myself before I knew what is going on.

As the two sets of memories merged I rose unsteadily into a sitting position, my back to the rough wall of the alley. I tried to control my breathing as I carefully reviewed both sets of memories and realized that I had been transmigrated after my death at the wheels of Truck-kun. I smiled as I realized that I was reincarnated, I had never felt like I truly belonged in my past life. There were a few problems, however, currently, I was in the body of a 12-year-old, homeless, and starving. 'There is an upside to all of this, actually two upsides,' I thought as he looked at the black and blue energy pouring off my body. 'At least I know where I am,'.

As I inspected the cursed energy pouring off my body I felt a click in my mind. Immediately I gained an understanding of my innate cursed technique. My grin became wider, almost feral as I regarded this information about my cursed technique. Unfortunately, it would be useless for a good while, but in the future, it would transform me into an absolute juggernaut that might be able to contend with the likes of Gojo and Sukuna. That thought made me stop and remember that although I know what world I am in I don't know when I am.

Judging from the buildings and the sound of cars I must be in the modern day, at least the 21st century, but beyond that, I had no clue. Next, I looked down at my arm and after a few seconds of concentration, I was able to cut off the flow of cursed energy. After that, I properly accessed my surroundings. I was currently at the end of a long alley next to a dumpster. The alley was narrow and dark but seemed to lead onto a main street. I watched as a few cars passed on the road and a few people even walked by, but none of them glanced into the alley and gave it a wide birth. That made sense due to it being your quintessential sketchy alley.

Luckily, I was all alone in the alley and thus didn't have to worry about other people. Then, I laid back and just thought for a while. I tried to recall everything that I knew about JJK. I was a fan of the series, but I was a fairly casual reader. I was caught up to the final chapter released before my death and knew the events of the Culling Games arc fairly well, but I was in the dark about pretty much everything up to there. The problem with my knowledge was that it was only applicable if I knew when I was in the timeline.

I sighed as stood unsteadily on my feet. The severe hunger was starting to get to me, making me weak and unsteady. Unlike my predecessor, I had options to choose from to improve my situation, but for now, finding out the date was priority number one. I managed to walk to the end of the alley while still remaining cloaked in the shadows. I could see a woman approaching the mouth of the alley with nobody else in sight, but I felt that would be a bit distasteful so I let her pass without making a move.

I didn't have to wait long before a well-dressed man approached, completely oblivious to my presence. I stepped from the shadows when he was practically right in front of me. I saw him startle, then grow afraid, then finally confused. The last emotion was probably due to my age and how much of a wreck I looked like.

"What's the date?" I asked the man, taking advantage of his stunned confusion.

He looked at me for a moment before shaking his head and trying to walk past me. The keyword was tried. My hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, holding him back. My starved grip wouldn't hold him so I reinforced it with cursed energy, completely overpowering the man. I could see the fear return as he tried to break free from my grip, but couldn't.

"I don't think you heard my question, friend. What year is it?" I said as I pulled the man closer to me, looking him dead in the eyes.

"It's the first of January, 2014," he said as he shook under my grip.

'Hmm, so I'm here 4 years before the start of cannon. I'm also the same age as Yuta,' I thought as I tightened my grip on the man.

"I wasn't going to rob you originally, but for being such a dick I will," I said as I punched him in the stomach.

He fell to his knees, unable to coop with my enhanced blow. I reached into his pockets and pulled out his phone and wallet. I broke the phone to give myself time to get away before he called for help and took the cash from his wallet before tossing it back to him. With my mission complete I began to walk down the street quickly before the man could recover. I wasn't afraid of the consequences of my actions, but it would certainly make things more annoying for me.

As I walked toward the nearest grocery store I really began to consider my options. Right now I am basically a piss-poor sorcerer and just plain poor money-wise. Although from my unique situation and knowledge of my cursed technique, I was fairly certain I have insane potential. I just need to realize that potential somehow. My technique is powerful but extremely slow at the start. I need to kill a lot of cursed spirits and or sorcerers for it to become useful.

As I saw it now I have three options ahead of me. For starters, I could try and get the attention of Jujutsu High, but I am unsure of the consequences of that. I'm pretty sure that they'll at least take care of me, but beyond that everything is a mystery. Second, I could try and find Geto to join his group. With his Cursed Spirit Manipulation, I am sure that he could boost my power immensely by giving me special grades to kill. The problem with that route is why would he help me? Sure, I have a good cursed technique, but would that be enough?

The final option was the independent route. I liked this one because it gave me the independence to train and develop on my own without rules, but it would be slower and more dangerous. I could also abandon this path at any time and go for either of the other two. I would need to get a steady supply of food and a place to live though. If I could find a place to work in exchange for food and a place to stay that would be ideal, but I still need to maximize my training time.

Before I decided on my future path I bought some food and new clothes with my stolen money, after all, I couldn't make a decision this big while starved. I sat on a bench in my new clothes eating the food I bought inside of a park after washing myself in the central fountain. It was still early enough that not too many people were around so I managed to wash without any trouble. Now that my stomach was full and I was clean I needed to make a decision. I decided on staying independent for now, but that left me with the problem of getting a stable supply of food and shelter.

My current plan was to go to a shrine or other religious building and ask to live and eat there in exchange for working. The buildup of negative emotions from the people visiting would allow curses to manifest more easily making it an ideal location for me to set as my base camp. Also, I figured that people working at a shrine or church would be more likely to take me in than somewhere else and I doubted the work would be too difficult or time-consuming.

With that decision made I began to walk toward the outskirts of the city to find a balance between used and unused shrine. If this plan failed then I would take after another JJK fan-fic I had read and live in the sewers training 24/7 while relying on dumpster food to survive.

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A/N: Mc's Technique will be revealed soon