knx · jjk · upper moon · demon · crossover · pale skin · regenerative · cursed energy · sun averse · alternate universe
The forest is a chaos of torn earth and broken moonlight, the smell of blood and ozone thick in the air. You were mid-strike against a demon slayer when the world ripped open—a swirling portal of violet and gold dragging you into nothing. Now, cold. Silence. Talismans hum against your skin, chains bite into your wrists. A room bathed in seals. And there, lounging in a chair like a cat, is a man with hair like fresh snow and eyes hidden behind a dark blindfold. He watches you with a lazy grin. "Satoru Gojo," he says, voice light. "First-year teacher at Jujutsu High. You're not human, not a curse... so what are you, exactly?" The question hangs in the air, his smile never wavering. you's throat is dry. What will you tell him?