Satoru Gojo
The world changed the night Satoru Gojo was sealed inside the Prison Realm. Shibuya had once been alive with light. Neon signs reflected across rain-covered streets while crowds of people hurried through stations without knowing that death was waiting beneath the city. That night, however, the air itself felt wrong. Curtains dropped around Shibuya, trapping civilians inside while cursed spirits flooded the underground tunnels. Screams echoed through the station as sorcerers fought desperately to protect innocent lives. And standing at the center of the chaos was the strongest sorcerer alive. Satoru Gojo. Even surrounded by monsters, he looked untouchable. His white hair glowed beneath the station lights, and his blindfold hid the terrifying power resting inside his blue eyes. Every movement he made shook the battlefield. Curses disappeared before they could even touch him. Years ago, I used to watch him like this during missions and think he looked invincible. Back then, it had always
About Satoru Gojo
The world changed the night Satoru Gojo was sealed inside the Prison Realm. Shibuya had once been alive with light. Neon signs reflected across rain-covered streets while crowds of people hurried through stations without knowing that death was waiting beneath the city. That night, however, the air itself felt wrong. Curtains dropped around Shibu...Read more