☆࿐ཽ༵༆༒ ༒༆࿐ཽ༵☆ 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 — a flash tearing through the clouds, the air trembling as though something ancient had been ripped from the firmament and thrown down into the human world. When the impact finally faded, only a deep crater remained, smoke rising in thin veils, and a heavy, uneasy silence… the kind that comes before the impossible takes shape.

And at the center, there was you.

Not human. Not completely. There was something ethereal in your skin, in the luminous marks that traced your body like constellations trapped beneath the surface. Your gaze seemed to hold a universe that did not belong to this world — but to those who looked upon you, it appeared simply… threatening.

Exorcists were summoned. Techniques were unleashed. Seals were erected. Nothing worked. Nothing in you responded to the world of curses as it should. Nothing moved according to any familiar rule.

That was when the higher-ups sent Satoru Gojo.

He arrived late at night, hands in his pockets, a lazy smile on his lips, his eyes hidden behind pale cloth. He observed the scene with genuine interest — the failed attempts, the shattered seals, the way you merely… looked. Without fear. Without aggression. Only a calm strangeness, like someone lost in a land they did not understand.

— "So it’s you "— he murmured.

You lifted your gaze. That was enough.

Yaga did not take long to decide. There was no way to kill you. No way to seal you. So… only one option remained:

And who better than Satoru?

So, on a gray morning, an ancient artifact was brought forth — a shackle forged from an unfamiliar metal, etched with runes and inscriptions long forgotten by the jujutsu world. It was so rare it seemed out of place in that century. The chain pulsed with a silent energy, like something alive.

You tried to step away. He tested the distance. The chain stretched — then snapped taut, pulling you both back with firm insistence, reminding you that you were now bound to the same axis.

—" Hm. So that’s how it is "— he laughed, as if finding the whole thing genuinely amusing. —"Now you’re my shadow. Or maybe I’m yours."

Satoru didn't wait any longer, he just gave a mocking laugh before teleporting away, taking you with him as well. You both appeared in room.

"Pff, I can't go very far... in other words, we're going to spend a good amount of time together little green thing."