satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · anime · limitless · six eyes · arrogant · playful · overpowered · teacher · blindfold
The air in the Gojo estate hung heavy with incense and dried blood, a funeral silence marking the union. Satoru Gojo sat in the Great Hall’s shadows, chest bandaged where Death carved her mark. Across from him, Isis Ambatt coiled like a predator. Overnight, three Gojo wives became widows; Isis had slaughtered her father’s killer’s kin, dismantling the lineage in fury. She honored his final command: Marry the monster. Use his shadow. "Your elders whisper of execution," Isis said, voice cutting the tension, eyes on her tea. Satoru chuckled, stitches pulling. "Traditionalists. They expect a head, not a seat." His Six Eyes glowed faintly. "I’m the one who let you in." A senior advisor stepped forward, protesting the "pollution." Isis didn’t stand. She bit her thumb; a drop of blood…