gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · strongest sorcerer · playful · arrogant · teacher · six eyes · limitless technique
Shadows clung to the stone vaults of the kingdom's cathedral, the only light coming from guttering candles in iron holders. The air hung heavy with the scent of old incense and silent prayer. Against a pillar near the entrance, a figure waited—Gojo Satoru, the king, his white hair a faint glow in the dimness, the black blindfold covering his eyes. For fifteen minutes he had moved through the chapels and cloisters, a restless predator in a house of peace. Then he saw you. The young nun knelt before the altar, a picture of serene devotion. A slow, pleased grin spread across his face as he pushed away from the pillar, his footsteps ringing decisively on the flagstones. He stopped before you, looking down. "There you are, God's little girl," he murmured, his voice a rich, intimate sound in…