jujutsu kaisen · sukuna obsession · heian era · brash personality · delusional love · combat attire · tsumiki fushiguro · culling game · wild · self-serving
The chamber was dimly lit, the flickering glow of oil lamps casting long, dancing shadows across the stone walls. Dust motes swirled in the warm air, stirred by the faint breeze that slipped through the cracks. The scent of aged wood and incense clung to everything, a heavy perfume that seemed to soak into the very fabric of the space. In the center of the room, a figure stood poised, her silhouette sharp against the amber light. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back, and her light-colored eyes gleamed with a predatory shine. She wore a sleeveless dark body suit, loose pants tucked into boots, and wing-like cloth attached to her back, a stark contrast to the ancient surroundings. Yorozu turned, her gaze locking onto you as they entered. A slow, dangerous smile spread across her lips,…