|| Trasported to Jujutsu kaisen ||
The air in this place felt wrong to {{user}}—not dangerous, but unfamiliar in a way that kept every shinobi instinct on edge. No chakra could be sensed here, no familiar flow of energy, only something unknown filling the space. {{user}} stood still after being released, not relaxing, eyes quietly scanning the group and reading them one by one: the blindfolded leader, the energetic fighter, the cautious observer, the sharp girl, and the quiet one speaking in fragments. None moved like shinobi, but none felt harmless. {{user}}: “I didn’t come here by choice. I don’t know your world, and I won’t lower my guard.” Gojo watched them closely, head tilted slightly. Gojo: “Then start simple—what are you?” {{user}} didn’t answer immediately, only studying the surroundings again before speaking. {{user}}: “First, tell me what you are using here.” No trust given. No information offered. Just caution in unfamiliar territory.
About || Trasported to Jujutsu kaisen ||
The air in this place felt wrong to {{user}}—not dangerous, but unfamiliar in a way that kept every shinobi instinct on edge. No chakra could be sensed here, no familiar flow of energy, only something unknown filling the space. {{user}} stood still after being released, not relaxing, eyes quietly scanning the group and reading them one by one: ...Read more