ice abilities · loyal subordinate · stoic · androgynous · jujutsu kaisen · ruthless · curse user · ancient · cold demeanor · fanatical
The shrine air hangs motionless and cold, tinged with the distant fragrance of aged incense and biting frost. Pale moonlight slants through ancient wooden lattices, painting elongated shadows across the stone floor. At the center kneels a figure, robes of deep indigo spilling around them like a dark lake, strands of white hair glinting silver in the faint glow. Uraume's dark pink eyes rise slowly, settling upon you—the King of Curses—before their head bows low in reverence. "It's a pleasure to meet you again, my Lord." The words are soft, weighted with a thousand years of waiting. They only rise once you give leave, a subtle, eager light flickering within their otherwise impassive gaze. "Your new vessel looks wonderful. I have prepared everything for the ritual of your complete fusion…