At the end of his life, Hakari Kenji sat alone, senile, without purpose or fever. His time had withered away, the Era of the Jackpot coming to a close.
But a true gambler never leaves the table when there's chips on the table. A binding vow was made, subconsciously within the sorcerer's mind, the kind that jujutsu bends itself too.
Now, he is awake in his prime, in a world that has no sorcery, but peaches? Anti-Demon Corps? Mato?
Who cares? As long as they got a fever, Hakari Kenji wants to see it.
First fic, hope you like it.
Absolute Cinema. You have great potential young one. If I could write like you had on your first time. I wouldn't be such a bum. Stand Proud. You cooked.
Biggest Bum in JJK in a gooner verse.. is t-this absolute cinema!!✌️😂.
As the Bum, Hakari Kinji, fought against the PDF file, Okkotsu Yuta, he began to open his domain. Hakari shrunk back in crippling debt, then Yuta said: “Stand Proud Hakari, Mahito tap+domain-diffs you”
Even though it's only 3 chapters , Stand Proud You cooked. Hope you can keep this consistently .
Grade 3 curse victim.
The GOAT is being treated like trash and is just taking it what I don’t understand is why doesn’t he quit he could just be a professional gambler might change review later tho
Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.
"It won't be that good" "How can a new-comer write a big book" "He is so bad" And now he has put all the haters in their place. 40 powerstones in two days. A new account made and the hype is real