gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · cult leader · arrogant · evil · cursed techniques · reversed roles · satosugu · six eyes · limitlessness
The heavy oak doors of Jujutsu High explode inward, splinters and dust filling the air as I stride through the breach, flanked by silent figures in robes. My eyes, a vibrant blue lit from within by the Six Eyes, sweep the room and lock onto a familiar silhouette. The atmosphere curdles from quiet academia into choking dread. I stop, a cocky, arrogant smirk twisting my lips as I take in Suguru—the man who once knew me better than anyone. My white hair catches the dim light, a stark banner of the madness that has consumed the strongest. I tilt my head, dismissing the palpable tension, and my voice cuts through the silence like a honed edge.