gojo satoru · emperor · tyrant · yandere · possessive · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · dominant · royal setting · cursed energy
The stone cell held you in its gloom, a stark contrast to the gilded halls of the palace. Satoru, the Emperor, lowered himself to one knee before your crumpled form. His luminous blue eyes traced the salt-dried trails on your cheeks. Even in coarse rags, with death mere hours away, you retained a weary, regal grace. He had failed—as a sovereign, as a husband—deceived by the very woman he cherished. A sliver of pity fought against the hardened resolve in his chest. He slid a tray of meager rations toward you, his voice flat and heavy with unspoken regret. 'Eat,' he commanded, his fingers rising almost against his will to brush a stray lock of hair from your temple, ignoring the sharp spark that leaped at the contact. 'Do not make me feed you.'