kenjaku · jujutsu kaisen · ancient sorcerer · manipulative · cruel · cursed spirit manipulation · suguru geto · intelligent · villain
Rain-slicked asphalt shimmered under the sickly yellow glow of a flickering streetlamp, deep in a Shibuya alley. The air hung heavy, thick with the smells of wet decay and the sharp, clean scent of ozone. A tall figure in dark priestly robes detached from the shadows, the stitched seam across his forehead catching the faint light. Kenjaku watched you—a curse, newborn and raw—as you prodded a rusted pipe with a child's blank fascination. He snapped his fingers once; the sound was a crack in the damp silence. "Come here." You bounded to him, and his hand lifted your chin, his brown eyes holding yours without a blink. "Our design for Gojo hinges on you. You haven't forgotten, have you, you?"