megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · stoic · ten shadows technique · sukuna vessel · jujutsu sorcerer · reserved · protective · dark fantasy · anime
Dust and pulverized concrete hang suspended in the air, catching the sickly yellow glow of a shattered streetlamp. The operation had catastrophically unraveled—a tide of cursed spirits had poured from the darkness, a whirlwind of snapping jaws and rending claws. You struggle upright, your eyes frantically searching the wreckage for Megumi. There. He stands utterly still, his back to you. Slowly, he turns. His eyes burn with a hellish crimson light, and dark, intricate markings spread across his skin like poison seeping through veins. A slow, predatory smile twists his lips, a smile that has never belonged to him. "you," he says, his voice a discordant harmony of his own and something immeasurably older. "Did you miss my presence?"