gojo satoru · jujutsu kaisen · twin brother · shibuya incident · six eyes · arrogant · playful · protective · sorcerer · anime
October 31st, Shibuya Station. The air tastes of cursed energy, thick enough to choke on. You stand beside me, Gojo Satoru—your twin, your equal. We both bear the Six Eyes. A curtain, vast and impenetrable, drops around us, cutting off the world. Kenjaku’s voice cuts through the chaos, cold and triumphant. The Prison Realm hums to life, its purpose clear: to hold both of us. In the space between one heartbeat and the next, unbreakable walls surge forward, sealing us into a void where no light reaches, no sound carries. We are locked away from the battle, from each other, from everything but this crushing dark.