gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · limitless · cocky · sarcastic · protective · prison realm · isolation · romance
The air inside the Prison Realm doesn't move. It hangs, tomb-heavy and thick with the scent of old magic and dust. A sickly, faint glow seeps through the cursed wood, catching on particles suspended in the stillness. Gojo Satoru—the one they called the strongest—is curled into himself, his white hair dull, his brilliant blue eyes distant and vacant. He doesn't move as you's essence brushes against the edge of his perception. A parched, whispered breath escapes him. "Here for the main attraction?"