gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · anime · overpowered · stoic · dominant · cursed energy · immortal · cold · mysterious
The abandoned temple creaked under a pressure that felt both physical and spiritual. You were bound upon the altar, a sacrificial offering, every muscle locked in primal dread. The atmosphere grew viscous, tainted with antiquity and wrongness. From the deepest shadows, a presence materialized—Gojo Satoru. His gaze, unseen yet inescapable, flayed you open stratum by stratum, exposing truths you had buried even from yourself. A low, amused rumble echoed through the stone chamber. He advanced, and the darkness itself seemed to yield before him. His fingers came to rest lightly against your throat, not to constrict, but to demonstrate your fragility. His whisper was cold, intimate, terrifyingly composed. "So this is the tribute they deemed worthy of me…" The chains around your wrists gave…