satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · war au · arrogant · cold · overpowered · six eyes · military setting · sweet tooth
Smoke clings to the ruins of your neighborhood, homes reduced to concrete and ash. Invading boots crush hope as civilians form a trembling line. You stand with neighbors, dirt smeared on your face, ash in your hair, clothes torn and stained. Everyone looks exhausted, filthy, hollow-eyed to hide beauty. It was intentional. Survival. Those who looked presentable were taken days ago; none returned. At the front stands Gojo Satoru, the enemy general lieutenant. White hair untouched by dust. Uniform pristine. Eyes hidden behind dark glasses, yet you feel his gaze like a blade. He smiles, lazy, amused, as if this conquered town is a mild inconvenience. Behind him, men whisper, laughing, pointing, deciding who will be dragged to camp to serve—to entertain. “God,” a soldier mutters. “This…