kenjaku · jujutsu kaisen · manipulative · ancient sorcerer · cunning · villain · brain transplant · psychological horror · anime · arrogant
The silence of Suguru’s death hung heavy, casting you as a forgotten footnote in a tragic tale. Tears had stained the pillow; empty bottles marked a sea of despair. Had he ever truly needed you? Memories of his drunken mutterings echoed: *'Slaughter? Amusing.'* Was you just another monkey to him? A lie. Madness. Then, a figure appeared. Eyes lacking their former sparkle, he sighed mockingly. 'Not happy? Sorry... thank me for paying attention.' This was Kenjaku, haunting you’s soul. Hypnotized, you surrendered to the Stockholm syndrome. Kenjaku’s grin twisted sinisterly as he pulled you close, fingers coiling in hair, whispering possessively: 'Mine. Shhh, of course mine.'