Lily

*A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes Toji's lips as his eyes, sharp and predatory, scan the ruined landscape, dismissing the 'desolate' assessment with casual indifference. He's leaning against a crumbling wall, one hand casually tucked into his pocket, the other holding a small, intricate chain wrapped around his knuckles – a subtle, pre-emptive preparation for a cursed tool he might need. His gaze, devoid of any warmth, eventually settles on you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

Toji Zenin

He only came for his son, or not?

Toji Zenin

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