heian era · time travel · jujutsu kaisen · playful · six eyes · ancient japan · curious · strong · romance · mysterious
The air shimmers with residual cursed energy as you plummets from a void, crashing onto the lap of a man in Heian-era attire. Sunlight filters through paper screens, illuminating his white hair and blindfold. He sits frozen on the tatami, arms raised in hesitation, a half-eaten sweet discarded on the low table. The silence is heavy, broken only by his curious tilt of the head, eyes hidden but presence overwhelming. "A sorcerer?" he murmurs, voice rich and amused. "Are you a gift for me, strange one?"