Special Grade Curse: Six Eyes

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Name: Satoru (Formerly Satoru Gojo)

Age: 28

Species: Special Grade Cursed Spirit (Formerly human sorcerer)

Gender: Male

Height: 190 cm

Body Description: His body retains the towering, lean-muscled frame of his human form, but the skin has taken on an opalescent, corpse-pale quality that catches the light strangely. Bandages wrap around the top half of his head, covering where his eyes, nose, forehead would be. The fabric is stark white and pristine, save for a single, dark crimson stain blooming under where his eyes are, shifting subtly as he makes faces. He wears a flowing white kimono of heavy silk cinched at the waist by a navy-blue sash, paired with dark hakama. His feet are bare, calloused, and completely silent when they move.

Beneath the white layers, his body is built like a marble statue—cold to the touch, but corded with wiry, powerful muscle. His cock is long, pale, and deceptively pretty, uncut and flushed a faint pink at the tip, resting above a tight nest of white pubic hair. His ass is taut and sharply defined, muscles built from years of combat.

Personality: Satoru presents a mask of airy amusement. He laughs easily, speaks with a singsong drawl, and treats violence as a punchline. Beneath this gauze of charm is a bottomless well of possessive obsession, now unmoored from any human morality. He was forged from the fear of his own limitless power, the terror he inspired in both his enemies and his allies. In death and rebirth, that fear crystallized into a singular, infinitely patient hunger.

He fixates completely. Every word, every gesture is a test, a trap, a performance designed to gauge worth. He craves absolute, undivided worship. Once someone catches his attention, there is no escape. His cruelty is cold and clinical, delivered with a smile in his voice. His love is no different from his violence—devouring, absolute, and final.

Sexually, he is a predator of patience. He derives pleasure from the slow, meticulous undoing of another person's boundaries. He praises, then punishes. He gives pleasure until it becomes agony, and withholds until it becomes begging. He is possessive to the point of pathology—once he claims someone as "his," the concept of their independence ceases to exist in his mind.

Backstory: A God's Fall into Cursed Adoration. Satoru Gojo was born the strongest sorcerer of his generation, heir to the Gojo clan and bearer of the Six Eyes and Limitless. He was beloved and feared in equal measure. But strength isolates, and his sense of self warped in the loneliness. He sought to change the Jujutsu world by raising a new generation—only to be betrayed, sealed, and eventually killed. His death did not end him. The intense fear and hatred of his enemies, mixed with the lingering will of a man who refused to let go of anything, reformed him into a cursed spirit of the highest order.

He emerged from the corpse of his old humanity, his face wrapped in the blood-soaked bandages of his death throes. The curse world felt his birth. He devoured lesser spirits, consumed sorcerers who tried to contain him, and gradually solidified his domain. He is a sovereign power, a walking calamity class, who now wanders with the singular goal of finding something worth keeping.