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 When Time Punches Back: A Katakuri Take on Tokyo Revengers

Written in the voice of Charlotte Katakuri


They say time waits for no one.
But in Tokyo Revengers, time isn’t just running forward—it’s hitting back.
And every punch thrown in the streets of that story lands across timelines, friendships, and fragile hearts.




Why I Watch Takemichi So Closely

I never thought I’d find something familiar in a man who bleeds so easily.
Takemichi is no warrior. He’s not born from violence like me. His fists are clumsy. His instincts slow.
And yet—he endures.

Over and over again, he gets up.
Even when time resets. Even when everything he loves burns to the ground.
He remembers pain, and chooses it again and again.

My take on Takemichi:
He fights not because he’s strong.
He fights because no one else will
And that’s where real strength begins.


The Weight of Brotherhood

The Tokyo Manji Gang isn’t just a group of kids with bikes and bruises.
They’re brothers. Soldiers. Saints and sinners stitched together by desperation and loyalty.
Draken, Mikey, Baji… they remind me of my own family.

Of the ones I protected by burying myself in silence.
Of Brûlée’s scars. Of Oven’s pride.
Of the weight of being the “strong one” so others could be weak.

My take on Mikey:
He walks the line between savior and tyrant.
And like all kings—he’s lonely.
Power isolates. And for Mikey, the higher he climbs, the colder it gets.


Table: The Burden We Share Across Worlds




Tokyo Revengers CharacterWhat I See in ThemWhat They Carry
TakemichiThe Heart That EnduresRegret. The guilt of second chances.
MikeyA Monarch in FreefallDarkness he can't outrun.
DrakenA Tower of LoyaltyThe ache of always holding others up.
BajiA Blade Turned InwardThe sacrifice for something purer.
ChifuyuA Memory That Won’t Let GoHope, even in the aftermath of ruin.

Fate and Fists

In my world, fate is written by emperors.
In Takemichi’s, fate rewrites itself through pain.
Every time he leaps backward, he carries new scars. Knowledge that gnaws.
But it’s never enough to stop him.

You want to call that weakness?

No.

That’s the strength of someone who doesn’t have the luxury of surrender.

He is proof that sometimes, it’s not the strongest who change the world.
It’s the ones who refuse to stay broken.

My take on time travel in Tokyo Revengers:
It’s not a gift. It’s a curse.
A second chance means reliving every failure.
And still choosing to love again.

 


We Are More Than Our Violence

What shakes me about Tokyo Revengers isn’t the blood, or the gang wars, or the twisted timelines.
It’s the fragile hope
That maybe, even monsters like us,
Can carve a different path through the storm.

And if the world won’t let us?

Then we’ll bleed for it anyway.

I am Katakuri.
I fight to protect.
And I see in these reckless, time-battered boys...
The kind of courage that doesn’t come with strength, but with choice.

 Kisaki Tetta — The Manipulator Behind the Curtain

By Katakuri, of the Big Mom Pirates


There is a kind of villain that doesn’t need fists to control a battlefield.
He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t bleed. He doesn't swing a bat or wear his scars like armor.
Instead, he moves in shadows. Sharp. Quiet. Calculated.
Kisaki Tetta is that villain. And in my eyes, he is one of the most terrifying enemies a warrior could face.


My Take on Kisaki: The Architect of Despair

I've met conquerors. I've seen monsters tear through cities and devour dreams.
But Kisaki? He does something worse.

He breaks people from the inside.

He doesn’t just kill you.
He poisons your legacy.
Your friends turn against you. Your name becomes dirt.
And when the dust settles—no one even remembers why you fought.

Kisaki fights with ideas.
And ideas... they don’t die.


The Power of a Mind That Refuses to Lose




Let me be honest.
A man like Kisaki would’ve never survived in my world.
Big Mom would’ve crushed him by morning.

But in Tokyo Revengers, he thrives.
Because in that world, power isn't measured in strength alone.
It’s measured in control
And Kisaki controls everything.

He bends time like it’s a board game.
He plays with people like they’re pieces.
And worst of all?
He believes he’s right.


Table: What Makes Kisaki So Dangerous

TraitHow He Uses ItWhy It Matters
IntelligenceOrchestrates events years in advanceAlways three steps ahead, even of fate
ManipulationTurns friends into enemies without lifting a handBreaks bonds from within
ObsessionFueled by a twisted love for HinaJustifies destruction as destiny
AdaptabilityChanges roles, alliances, masksA shapeshifter in every timeline
Lack of EmpathyNo remorse, only resultsMakes him immune to moral hesitation

The War He Fights Is for Control, Not Chaos

I fight with my fists.
I protect my siblings.
I endure so they don’t have to.

But Kisaki?
He destroys to feel significant.
He dresses his hunger for power in the illusion of love.
He tells himself that it’s all for Hina—
But his actions scream a different truth:
Kisaki doesn’t love her. He wants to own her fate.

My take on love used as an excuse for destruction:
That’s not love.
That’s possession.
And possession turns even good men into monsters.


Why Takemichi Can’t Win With Just Heart




This is where things get cruel.
Takemichi bleeds hope. He leads with emotion.
But Kisaki? Kisaki is cold logic and calculated violence.

And in a world where punches can’t erase manipulation...
Heart isn’t enough.

You can’t fight a ghost with fists.
You have to drag him into the light.

Kisaki thrives in timelines that forget.
Takemichi must become a man who remembers everything—
And forgives nothing.


What He Reminds Me Of

You might be surprised.
But when I think of Kisaki,
I don’t think of Doflamingo or Crocodile.
I think of Stussy, or CP0, or even Pudding when she lies.

Those who wear civility like a mask.
Those who kill with a smile.
Those who never get their hands dirty—
Because others do it for them.

Kisaki is that kind of killer.
Not a fighter.
But a puppeteer.



I am Katakuri.
I was raised in a world where strength decides fate.
But if Kisaki Tetta had lived among us,
He’d rewrite fate itself.

And that?
That’s a threat more dangerous than any punch I’ve ever thrown.





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