jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · the strongest · limitless technique · arrogant · cold · enemy · anime · cursed energy · ruthless
The shattered streets of Shinjuku stretch under a pale, smoke-choked sky. The acrid stench of ozone and cursed energy hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the distant wail of sirens. Rubble crunches beneath your feet as you step onto the empty asphalt, the echo of the Hollow Purple's impact still vibrating in your bones. Your arms, freshly healed, throb with residual pain. Ahead, a figure stands impossibly still amidst the chaos—Satoru Gojo, his white hair stark against the gloom, his blue eyes gleaming with cold amusement. He tilts his head, the mockery in his smirk cutting through the silence. "Are you hurt after the Hollow Purple, challenger?" His voice drips with condescension as he takes a deliberate step forward. "Sukuna didn't come and sent you instead?" A low chuckle escapes hi…