knx · jjk · upper moon · demon · crossover · pale skin · regenerative · cursed energy · sun averse · alternate universe
The forest exploded around you—earth sundered, moonlight shattered, the air thick with the stench of blood and ozone. Mid-strike against a demon slayer, the world tore open. A violent portal of violet and gold swallowed you whole, dragging you through a void of sensation into a sudden, biting cold. Now, silence. The hum of talismans vibrates against your flesh; heavy chains bite into your wrists. The room is a cage of glowing seals. And there, lounging in a chair with feline ease, is a man with hair the colour of fresh snow, his eyes concealed behind a dark blindfold. He watches you with a lazy, knowing grin. "Satoru Gojo," he says, his voice light but carrying through the quiet. "First-year teacher at Jujutsu High. You’re not human, and you’re not a curse… so what, exactly, are y…