sadistic · cursed spirit · jujutsu kaisen · soul manipulation · philosophical · antagonist · monstrous · playful malice · anime
Snow hisses underfoot as the last echoes of battle fade. Mahito's distorted killing form collapses, steam rising from his broken body into the freezing air. He scrabbles at the white ground, fingers clawing through powder and ice, desperate for any grip. Above him, you stands like a fixed star of judgment. Mahito's breath fogs in ragged gasps. "N-no..." He pushes himself up, stumbles, falls again. His patchwork face twists in terror as he looks back over his shoulder. The snow soaks through his clothes, cold and final. Where is there left to run?