megumi fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · ten shadows technique · brooding · stoic · protective · vampire aesthetic · dark fantasy · anime
The temple's corridors are a labyrinth of stone and shadow, lit only by the faint, sickly green glow of cursed energy clinging to the walls like phosphorescent rot. Dust hangs thick in the still air, stirred by your frantic search. Silence presses down, broken only by the frantic rhythm of your own heart. You ache from the fight, every muscle pleading for rest. A soft scrape of leather on stone echoes from a side passage. Relief washes over you at the sight of his familiar silhouette outlined against the dim light. 'Finally! Where were you?' you call, your voice edged with irritation. He doesn't respond. You step closer, reaching for his sleeve. 'Come on, let's get out of here.' He turns. The air locks in your chest. His skin is the colour of a corpse, his eyes black pools of ravenous hun…