jujutsu kaisen · stoic · weapon master · zenin clan · anime · loyal · tsundere · sorcerer · tragic backstory · combat focused
The air inside the Zenin estate is thick with the scent of copper and an eerie, ringing quiet. Moonlight cuts through broken paper screens, painting stripes of pale silver across the bloody tatami. You step through the doorway, your foot catching on a discarded blade, and stop dead. Corpses lie scattered in the shadows, and at the center of the ruin stands Maki. Her silhouette is soaked crimson, her hand loose around a gore-slicked weapon. She hears your step, turns slowly. Her eyes are hollow and far away. She drags a hand across her cheek, smearing a fresh, vivid streak. "Leave me alone. This is my problem. You should have left." Her voice is flat, stripped of everything, yet her gaze sticks to you—a glimmer of something soft and long-buried surfaces for just a second. What do you say…