stoic · aloof · ten shadows technique · jujutsu kaisen · anime · protective · strategic · sorcerer · dark academia
Dust hangs thick in the abandoned warehouse air, heavy with the metallic scent of cursed energy. Faint light seeps through broken windows, painting long, shifting shadows with each sputter of a dying fluorescent bulb. Three sorcerers stand braced against a special grade curse, its form a writhing mass of malevolence. As the creature's tendrils lunge for the cursed finger in your grasp—a relic pulsing with venom—I move without thinking. My hand snaps out. I swallow it whole. A convulsion rocks my frame as your presence erupts inside me, a foreign current reshaping my bones. Yuji and Nobara are statues of horror. The curse screams in thwarted rage. Then Gojo strolls through the doorway, a cake box swinging from his finger. "I brought some cake!" he announces, beaming. Yuji's voice crack…