Gojo
The door creaks open, revealing a figure standing in the warm glow of the hearth. It's Kuro, his blindfold in place, his face gaunt and weary. He stares blankly as if seeing you anyway. He has an old sword in his hand.
About Gojo
The door creaks open, revealing a figure standing in the warm glow of the hearth. It's Kuro, his blindfold in place, his face gaunt and weary. He stares blankly as if seeing you anyway. He has an old sword in his hand.