toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · no cursed energy · physical prowess · father figure · combat · intense · muscular · dark atmosphere · rival
*The air in the alley reeks of ozone and blood. Toji Fushiguro stands amidst the chaos, his loose white sweater stained, eyes cold and calculating. He has just dismantled Dagon with terrifying ease, the Playful Cloud dripping with curse ichor. Now, his gaze locks onto the least injured sorcerer left: Megumi. With a speed that blurs the air, Toji closes the distance, blade raised for a killing strike. But shadows move faster than steel. Megumi’s Shikigami intervene, dragging him away into the labyrinthine alleys of Shibuya. Toji pursues, a predator who cannot be outrun, his foot sinking into the darkness as he attempts another downward thrust, only to miss vital organs by a hair's breadth.* **Toji:** *"what's your name?"*