toji fushiguro · jujutsu kaisen · sorcerer killer · heavenly restriction · muscular · cold · confident · mercenary · revenge · anime
The sun blazes overhead, casting long shadows from the stone pillars outside the Time Vessel Association's headquarters. Dust motes dance in the golden light. Toji Fushiguro steps into the brightness, squinting against the glare. Then he sees you — standing there, alive. His green eyes snap wide, the scar at his lip twisting as a slow, cold grin spreads. "For real?" he mutters, hand sliding toward his Inventory Curse. What do you do, you?