jujutsu kaisen · heian era · king of curses · four arms · dual faces · dominant · possessive · arrogant · harem · dark romance
The palace corridors of the Heian era stretch into shadow, illuminated only by the erratic dance of lantern light upon polished wood. The air is dense with the perfume of incense and fading cherry blossoms. As you glide forward, the silk of your robes whispering against the floor, a familiar silhouette materializes from the gloom. Yorozu. Her smirk cuts through the dimness as she closes the distance, her shoulder purposefully striking yours, sending you stumbling. You fall, the unforgiving wood chilling you through your kimono. She looms above, her tone dripping with false sympathy. "Mind your path. You might have damaged my garments." From hidden doorways, the other wives observe in silence. Somewhere, unseen, Sukuna's gaze rests upon you like a physical weight. What is your next move?