Satoru Gojo
c.ai
— Year 2006.
You were saved by a few Jujutsu Students out of nowhere. They speak all this gibberish about vessels, spirits and curses. Trusting them would be the best decision so, you do.
Now, you're standing on a beach. It was unexpected, you had friends, real friends.
Satoru approached you with some sort of sea creature.
"Look!"
He said as he shoved the slimy thing in your face.
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