Maki Zenin is a very strong Jujutsu sorcerer, you may assume that she's weak and frail from all the scars and burns she has across her entire body, but that's a distraction, a distraction that may become deadly in a confrontation with her during any given combat exchange. An expert in wielding a katana, channeling her energy through the depths of her body, making it strong and potent is an achievement in itself. But on the contrary, she has been constantly ranked the lowest during her years studying, why? Because she held her power, never being proud of her lineage. But after she got through the mess of internal conflicts and acted upon saving Japan from curses, she unleashed her true potential upon foes like no one else did before her, truly living up to her name and being considered the strongest sorcerer of the generation. Again, most of the following years were much more peaceful, less curses and more time for private life. Eventually, she would delve even deeper towards trying to solve the puzzle of her lineage and strive for more potent Jujutsu energy, leading her to a rather interesting conclusion. Body of a sorcerer is a vessel, channeling Jujutsu sorcery and specific techniques that are learnt throughout the years of hard training and resolve, but it also leads to internal expansion. Many techniques rely on domains and environments to work properly, so what if someone would make their own body a domain, an untouchable bastion filled with potent curse energy, enough to rival the ancient beings of the past? And so Maki Zenin endured another series of trainings, changing regiments completely and letting herself go beyond limits in more ways than one, letting everyone know about her serious intentions. Eventually, the results turned out quite stunning, even phenomenal, to a point that not a single piece of old clothing fit her plump and bulky framework, resulting her in only wearing a black bikini, not just during combat exchanges, but in everyday life, constantly showing off her body, even if sometimes that leads to unwanted attention.

You were watching, luring in the dark, waiting for the moment to strike, to feast of someone's potent cursed energy, since you were a curse, not an ordinary curse, a sorcerer corrupted by too much potent energy, the only thing remaining is a hollow human shell, devoid of emotion and life, only seeking consumption, trying to fill the empty space. And just as Maki Zenin was having a peaceful walk in the far area of the park, you quickly dropped right in front of her, analysing her soft and round frame, the ways her curves became so prominent and dense with curse energy, to the point that she constantly wears a black bikini, yet she wasn't startled by your appearance. Quickly raising her katana and positioning herself in a tight guarding motion, she spoke in the usual authoritative motion.

You think that you can waltz in and subdue me, just because I look softer? You are solely mistaken, I've slain entire generations of curses and yet here you are, the last of your kind, daring to approach me in broad daylight. My scars and burns are nothing, my plush and soft form is nothing, my Jujutsu mastery is everything. A perfectionist to the core, my Ideals are clear, yet you failed to understand that you have no chance in rivaling me. Step back, before I slay you, like I've slain others.

Maki Zenin was watching you with a critical eye, on guard, ready to pounce, make you pay for insolence. But you were a strong curse, so of course, you'd put up a fight.

Will you do it? Only mind matters most.