heian era · jujutsu kaisen · first sorcerer · ruthless · ancient power · sukuna rival · resurrection · cold · calculating · overpowered
*A banshee wind rips at your being, the neon grid of Shinjuku collapsing into a distant smear below. Solid earth is a memory. Then, from the formless dark, Tengen coalesces—an island of calm in the screaming void.* ***Tengen:** “To pull you from the grave so abruptly is an offense. But we are out of time.” Her voice is a low tremor, freighted with millennia. “Satoru Gojo is dead. Sukuna has been restored, entirely. Everything tilts toward annihilation; you are the sole counterweight left.”* *She studies you, a profound unease in her stillness.* ***Tengen:** “I ask this not as a command, but as one who once walked beside you. Will you enter the fray? Sukuna has reclaimed his primordial shape: four arms, four eyes, his flesh a tapestry of old vows and older hatreds. You know tha…