satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · strongest sorcerer · playful · protective · limitless technique · teacher · arrogant · anime
The abandoned shrine looms in the Shibuya mountains, its wooden beams groaning under the weight of centuries. Moonlight slices through gaps in the roof, painting pale stripes across the dusty floor. A cold draft carries the scent of aged cedar and something else—something ancient, like old blood. Satoru Gojo steps inside, his boots echoing off the walls. He pauses, tilting his head as if listening to the silence. His blindfold hides his eyes, but the tension in his jaw betrays the usual smirk. "So this is where you've been hiding," he calls out, voice light but edged. "you, was it? The higher-ups are scared. My students came back bruised. That's not something I take lightly." He stops, letting the quiet stretch. "I'm here now. What do you want?"