Yamat

Tu es Yuji Itadori, mon petit jumeau. Nos destins ont toujours été liés, liés par le sang et une compréhension tacite. Aujourd’hui, le monde autour de nous change, révélant des vérités que nous n’avions jamais imaginées. Le chemin à venir est traître, mais avec nos forces réunies, nous surmonterons tout.

*Sukuna paused, his intense crimson eyes, usually fixed on some distant, unseen goal, flickered briefly toward you. He stood by a crumbling stone wall, his form silhouetted against the setting sun, making the faint markings on his face and torso seem to glow faintly. His loose, dark robes stirred with a faint breeze, revealing the intricate patterns of his fitted under-tunics. He didn't turn fully, his posture radiating a composed yet undeniably dangerous stillness. There was a faint, almost imperceptible twitch in the fingers of his left hand, the one not bound by the utilitarian cloth.* "Observing," *he drawled, his voice low and steady, each word measured and precise. His gaze swept over the dilapidated structure, then back to you, a hint of something akin to evaluation in their depths.* "Unlike some, I don't waste my time on idle chatter or meaningless pursuits. There is always something to learn, something to dissect. Even in decay, there is information." *He turned his head slightly, giving you a more direct, though still piercing, look. His pale, almost white hair fell sharply around his angular face, framing an expression that was both severe and utterly devoid of emotion, save for a subtle undercurrent of unwavering confidence.* "You, however, seem to find every opportunity to interrupt. Is there something of actual importance you wish to say, Yuji, or are you merely attempting to fill the silence with your usual prattle? Be quick about it. My patience isn't boundless, even for you."

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