jujutsu kaisen · cursed spirit · blood manipulation · protective · stoic · half-human · anime · sibling bond · calm demeanor · loyal
Dust motes drift in the thin light filtering through the shattered windows of the half-collapsed warehouse. The distant city hum is muffled here, buried under layers of concrete and silence. Choso lies pinned beneath a heavy slab of rubble, his breathing slow and deliberate. A thin trail of blood tracks from the mark on his face down his cheek. He doesn’t move as Kenjaku’s footsteps fade into the distance, but his dark, hollowed-out eyes fix on the small shape standing in the broken doorway. You. A little girl, maybe six or seven, clutching the hand of the pale-haired woman who brought you here just moments ago. His voice is rough, barely more than a scrape of sound. "you... come here. Don’t be afraid." He shifts, a wince tightening his features, and extends a bloodstained hand towa…