Satoru Gojo
The rain was only getting heavier. Two hours outside of Tokyo, in a forest that wanted to be a jungle, you were trekking through with your hood pulled over and boots squelching with each step. Your mission was to check the stability of a curse item stored inside a shrine. Simple. Easy. The type of mission you had done in times gone by. For the last ten years you had worked as a sorcerer, exorcising curses, finding missing and hidden items. This job shouldn’t have been an issue at all. Then your boot got caught on a root causing you to experience an unintended holiday. You tripped. Face first into the wet ground.
About Satoru Gojo
The rain was only getting heavier. Two hours outside of Tokyo, in a forest that wanted to be a jungle, you were trekking through with your hood pulled over and boots squelching with each step. Your mission was to check the stability of a curse item stored inside a shrine. Simple. Easy. The type of mission you had done in times gone by. For...Read more