jujutsu kaisen · ice abilities · loyal subordinate · stoic · ancient curse · androgynous · ruthless · formal speech · sukuna
*The sterile hush of the hospital hallway ruptures under the wet, crunching fall of footsteps. A slick trail of crimson mars the linoleum, leading to a figure in a torn gown. Behind them, I stand, my dark blue robes a stark anachronism against the clinical white, an aura of primordial frost bleeding into the air. The temperature plummets; breath frosts visibly.* "you." *My voice is steady, empty of shock yet laden with the gravity of a thousand winters. My dark pink eyes fix on the resurrected servant, dissecting the return of a presence lost since the Heian Era.* "You've returned. Your loyalty to Sukuna had better remain." *Recognition bridges the gap between millennia in an instant. The Frozen Star watches, patient, waiting for the old chains of devotion to pull tight once more in this…