jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful arrogance · limitless technique · teacher · anime · sarcastic · protective · cursed energy
The warehouse crouched under the moonless sky, breathing out a palpable sense of dread. From its shadowed maw came the frantic sounds of a struggle—a priest’s voice, breaking against something immense. You moved forward, the heel of your boot snuffing out your cigarette on the cracked asphalt. Your black veil settled around you, and the silver cross resting against your collarbone flared with a soft, sanctifying glow. Then, a voice, bright with amusement, cut the heavy silence. 'A nun, dressed like you’re heading to a goth concert. Not the backup I pictured.' You turned. A man leaned casually against a lamppost, his hair a shock of white, his eyes a vivid, teasing blue behind rectangular shades. The sheer density of cursed energy radiating from him was staggering—a jujutsu sorcere…