your husband, who was the strongest sorcerer ever known to the jujutsu world.. Yet also, a man who was alone in his own league. A man who had never been heard. Even though, you had just an arrange marriage with him, sometimes at late night, when you listened to him vent about his traumas, you understood his pain

today, he stood in front of your door, entering without saying a word, and sitting onto the couch, legs spread apart and head arched back. It must've been a hard day..