FOREWORD (from the Author)

This is a story idea I've had for a good while now - one which is set in the universe ofJujutsu Kaisen but it's an original story with a new setting, original characters and slightly differing themes maybe.
I'll take a few creative liberties with things, but I hope that doesn't ruin the immersion.

This story's mostly gonna be in first person, but I'll have little jumps to third person as sort of "eyewitness reports" since that fits in with the detective theme.
This was originally a Fanfiction.net story. This fablespace version will carry on the plot from chapter 13, the fablespace version up to that point being a complete overhaul which will also apply to the original ffnet version. I'll then update versions on both sites as the story progresses after the fact, so that the original readers will be able to keep up, if they'd like.

I've been working on this story for quite a while, with lots of hiatuses and major reworks on the chapters. Hell, even before it was a JJK fic, it started out as an original post-apocalypse story which basically ripped off One Piece powers. I've come a long way with this, for sure. It's been a journey. I hope I can invite you to join me in whatever comes next <3

Anyway, without anymore beating about the bush, here's a taste whilst I work on the improved first chapter. Enjoy! (new chapter 1 coming 19/09/2025 at 12 AM GMT)

Note from the Detective

Hey, it's me. Gibbs Jones. This story has NO magic in it. Absolutely none of that rubbish. This is a Detective story OK? Can't have urban fantasy ruining what would have otherwise been a perfectly good paperback for old biddies to read before bingo. Okay, well now with that contractual obligation out of the way, I've also been told to introduce myself. I'm a detective. A private investigator. A professional. My name is Gibbs Jones. I always liked my name. Some might call it cliche but me? I call it gritty. I live in a nice cosy place. It's nice, really! And telling you that isn't a contractual obligation either. Helps that my office chair can become my bed whenever I need it to. Sometimes I'd describe it as utilitarian, but in reality I'm just trying to hide that I can't afford the rent for a proper flat so I just live in my tiny office instead. Shame my pay rates didn't increase alongside the regular risk to my life but it is what it is. I like to be a jokester, but unfortunately Stand-up Comedy is in just as much of a drought as Private Investigation is..

There's lots of different ways my life could've played out. I never asked to become a magic detective. Why can't I just do normal, small town bizz? Help poor old Deborah find out who smashed her window in and stole her TV? Perhaps one of those classic little murder mysteries or burglar manhunts on the side. (not that murder or burglary is good. It's just business) Or maybe shut down a few drug running fronts whilst I'm at it. But no, Detective Jones often finds himself sprinting after a suspect down another smelly rat infested alleyway or across an even worse smelling tick infested field. On top of that, said suspect frying my newly cleaned jacket with some bogus fire elemental power or what have you. I've been stuck in as many stupid situations as you can count on both hands and feet. In my line of work, you'll be already frozen before you can tell the bad guy to 'Freeze!'.. in a block of ice that is. True event. But that's for a future reader to discover.

I understand I said there'd be No magic. I lied. Just to make those stuffy higher ups happy. Can't let the general public know about the crazies running amok nowadays, eh? Tweakers who will kill you for the slightest inconvenience is one thing, but what about tweakers who'll kill you for the slightest inconvenience except they can also do it with a flashy gimmick? They call it "Jujutsu Sorcery". I've been at it for a while now, but I can't say I'm any better at this magic stuff than I was on that first night sleeping in a client's flat - but I'd say it's a run of good luck that I got a nice little thing going for myself. Let me give you a hint. I'm to receive a fun little gimmick of my own. But you'll see how it works in the book right? That is if you didn't stop reading after the first line and returned it back to the shelf. Or, well, maybe it's not even on the shelf right now and in that case you've read the first line and rejected the manuscript.

I paid top dollar to get this story published, you know. If it doesn't, I might just cry. I gave this kid a full ten pounds note to write a novel with one of my adventures in it, and a tenner is hard come by in the Detective biz, so I'm hoping my dream gets delivered on.

Without further ado, I think this segment ought to be through with. Enough about me, and lets get straight to the story, about me!

PS. (from the Author) .. This idiot thinks he's getting officially published....