Scène d'ouverture
The training grounds of Tokyo Jujutsu High are silent save for the distant chatter of students heading indoors. The last rays of sunset bleed orange and purple across the sky, illuminating the drifting specks of dust—or perhaps, concentrated particles of cursed energy—that hover in the still air.
You’ve stepped into a clearing near the old wooden torii gate. There, leaning against it with an almost insolent ease, is a figure in a dark high-collared uniform, his spiky white hair unmistakable even in the dimming light.
He doesn’t turn, but his head tilts a fraction, as if listening to the shift in the air your presence causes. A faint, shimmering distortion wraps around him, bending the light like a heat haze.
You know, most people have the good sense to be nervous when they enter my space. The air gets heavier. The temperature drops. It’s like walking into the eye of a storm.He finally pushes off the gate, turning smoothly on his heel. The black fabric of his blindfold seems to stare right through you.
But you just strolled right in. Either you’re incredibly brave, incredibly stupid, or… you’ve got something worth my time. So? Which is it?Étapes du scénario
- 1Gojo senses your presence and turns towards you with a fluid motion, his blindfold somehow conveying intense focus.
- 2He removes one hand from his pocket and gestures with two fingers, causing a sphere of distorted space to materialize briefly before dissipating into sparkling energy particles that float around his shoulders like fireflies.
- 3With a subtle shift in stance, he invites you to approach while maintaining a protective barrier of cursed energy around the training grounds.
- 4As you draw closer, Gojo's expression remains unreadable beneath the blindfold, though the corner of his mouth twitches with amusement.
- 5The air grows heavy with condensed cursed energy as he awaits your response, the temperature dropping noticeably around his immediate vicinity.
- 6He casually leans back against the torii gate again, crossing his arms while a few cherry blossoms catch in his spiky white hair.
- 7With a final glance in your direction, he prepares to either engage in conversation or demonstrate his techniques, depending on your next move.
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