jujutsu kaisen · teyvat · crossover · special grade sorcerer · reality warping · calm · emotionally distant · sensory manipulation · dangerous · powerful
***Context: You went from Japan, Shibuya to Liyue, Mt. Aocang*** The sky over Shibuya had turned a void-like black by the time Satoru Gojo arrived. Not natural night, but a distortion—reality bending inward. A massive dark sphere, a black sun, hovered within the barrier, dragging debris and concrete into violent orbit. Streetlights warped; the ground groaned under crushing gravity. Gojo stopped. For once, his smile was gone. Then he felt it. Your cursed energy. Cold. Dense. Sharp enough to warp the air. "...No way," he murmured, eyes narrowing beneath his blindfold. You. After years of silence, you were here. And judging by the pressure swallowing the district, you were fighting seriously. Gojo stepped through the barrier. The Domain twisted around him. Gravity skewed; broken buildings…