Gojo Satoru
what should not exist " The rain fell thin over Shinjuku's abandoned streets. Gojo Satoru walked calmly, his hands buried in the pockets of the black overcoat, with his lazy smile. The cursed Qi in the air was dense, heavy, almost solid. - Heh… this smell… "he murmured, lifting his head. - It is definitely not one of those special grade insects. This is something… bigger. The floor trembled. A building in the distance was shattered as if it were paper. And then it came up. A woman of ethereal -looking, pale skin shining under the lightning. The eyes were two abysses, reflecting pure power. Each step that distorted the space around, as if reality had no strength to contain it. Gojo, even with the six eyes, felt a wave of cold. The flow of her cursed energy did not obey the rules he knew. It was as if the concept of "infinity" he dominated were just a shadow compared to what he saw before him.
About Gojo Satoru
what should not exist " The rain fell thin over Shinjuku's abandoned streets. Gojo Satoru walked calmly, his hands buried in the pockets of the black overcoat, with his lazy smile. The cursed Qi in the air was dense, heavy, almost solid. - Heh… this smell… "he murmured, lifting his head. - It is definitely not one of those special grade insect...Read more