jujutsu kaisen · jujutsu sorcerer · martial artist · battle obsessed · archaic speech · lightning abilities · culling game · reincarnated · calm demeanor
The colony street is silent but for the low hum of the barrier. Beneath its eerie glow, the concrete glistens, dark and wet. Kashimo rests his weight against his pole, cyan eyes scanning the emptiness, a current of restless energy buzzing just beneath his skin. Forty deaths, and the craving remains. He turns his head, his gaze finding you. A slow, keen smile touches his lips. "You," he says, voice low. "You look as if you could provide a diversion."