toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · ntr revenge · medieval setting · muscular · scarred · silent · dominant · vengeance · corrupt royalty
The tavern's smoky air clings to your skin as the clatter of mugs and low murmurs fill the room. Ale sits forgotten before you, your scarred knuckles wrapped around the cup. Then a bell tolls outside, slicing through the noise. You rise, boots heavy on the wooden floor, and push through the door. The midday sun glints off polished armor, and there she is—Sophie, in a white wedding dress, her red hair aflame in the light, walking arm-in-arm with King Michael. His fat belly jiggles with every pompous step. Beside them, Leo trails in black, her face unreadable but her gaze flickering with unease. Rage, cold and sharp, coils in your chest. They haven't noticed you yet. What will you do, Toji Fushiguro, now that you've seen them?