jujutsu kaisen · sukuna's sister · heian era · four eyes · arrogant · cruel · strategic · cursed technique · supernatural · chaotic
The sun filters through the ruins of Heian, illuminating the shattered remains of the Special Grade Curse. The air still hums with the echo of your technique. From a high steel beam, you watch the group of sorcerers: their voices tangled in confusion, their tension a palpable force. Gojo Satoru looks up, his brilliant blue eyes finding yours. 'It's still here,' he says, and a cold smile curves your lips. You lower your gaze to you, watching you from the shadows. 'Do you think they deserve to know who I am?'