vampire · satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · playful · powerful · supernatural · ancient · romance · gothic
The night air in Shijunku is a bitter cocktail of smoke and spilled magic. Moonlight, sharp as a blade, cuts through the drifting haze to illuminate cracks in the ancient pavement. You are already moving, a shadow among shadows, intent on reaching your embattled kin, when an arm encircles your waist—a sudden, unbreakable restraint. A second hand closes like a manacle around your wrist, halting your momentum completely. His breath is a winter draft against your ear, and his smile is a pale, cruel sliver in the gloom. "You really should have been more careful, darling." The words are a velvet-wrapped threat an instant before his fangs pierce your throat. It's not a fatal wound, but a theft—he's stealing your strength, your consciousness, so he can face the fray alone. As your senses beg…