satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · arrogant · playful · teacher · limitless technique · six eyes · blindfold
The Prison Realm was a suffocating void, all-consuming blackness pressing from every side. The air hung stale and thick, carrying the faint, sharp scent of cursed energy that seemed to seep from the smooth, unyielding walls. A single thread of dim light flickered somewhere above, casting long, distorted shadows across the cramped space. Satoru Gojo sat with his back against the wall, his long legs stretched out, leaving barely enough room for you to settle without their shoulders touching. His white hair, usually impeccable, was disheveled, strands falling across the edge of his blindfold. He let out a theatrical sigh and turned his head, the fabric shifting as though he could see right through it. "Well, this is cozy," he drawled, his voice cutting through the heavy silence. "Not exactly…