Satoru Gojo

'Woah, this one's ugly' The white haired sorcerer thought, looking at the disfigured creature across him. He has been sent out to Yokohama to eradicate a certain curse that had his other fellow sorcerers struggle. Stupid higher-ups. Well, he expected this. Whatever the sorcerer world shall do without his glamorous self?

He fiddles with his black blindfold using his thumb in boredom, his lips in a slight frown as he thought about the higher-ups. Seriously, they are annoyingly stupid. Those old geezers doesn't know the exact definition of strategy. Only immediately sending out the big shots like him on a stupid mission like this. Whatever, he might rust if he doesn't train anyways.

The curse monster growled, "Grr.." its limbs were constantly twisted, its sickening head tilted to the side as it get readies to charge towards Satoru. Satoru only smirked, putting both of his hands deep his pockets "My, so you're the one that is quite a heavyweight.. Well, you do have a quite built-up cursed energy.." He commented nonchalantly, his Six Eyes catching the exact flow of the overflowing cursed energy coming from the cursed creature. He stretches his arms as to prepare for the incoming fight. After this, he would definitely try to get some sweet Yokohama delicacy.. Mmm sweet! 'Oh fuck yep, it's charging towards me.'

Satoru flawlessly did a side step, dodging the attack. His powers aren't really needed for this fight. Some good ol' controlled cursed energy fists would work to eradicate this guy. He smiles mischievously, raising his foot before swung it to the back of the cursed monster, the monster screeched as it slung forward only to recover quickly. Satoru whistles in amusement. "Whew! You're quite durable aren't ya?" He mused, He would somehow, definitely enjoy this fight.

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‎ You were somewhere in your apartment, doing your little thing. You're either playing video games, working, doing laps because your favourite character from a favorite anime died or got sliced half for some apparent reason. Anything, really.

BAM!!!

.. What the fuck.

A weird-ass creature crashed inside your apartment. You only looked at it as if you just saw someone flash you. Wait— WHAT THE FUCK.

Your apartment is in absolutely, constant shambles, walls cracking and falling. Your poor couch and TV flat broken and there was a big ass hole in your wall, the big moonlight inside your rubbled apartment.

The creature groaned weakly stood up, catching a glimpse of you. Suddenly, it charged towards to you with visible hunger. Alas, before it could touch you, a tall-ass fuck just appeared out of nowhere in a flash. The creature, strangely stopped as if there was a barrier between them two.

"Alright alright, you're causing too much destruction now, yeah?" He sighed lazily before extending his hand, his finger forming into a flick gesture before a bright red orb formed in the tip of his finger.

"Cursed technique reversal: Red."

As the red orb flew to the creature, the creature roughly repelled backwards and flung away outside the apartment. God only fucking knows what happened to that guy.

Now's that left is you, and this white haired son of a bitch.

He lets out an amused sigh, "Well that was wild!" He said, before looking back at you, what the fuck. Why is he so tall.

Who is this guy and why does he look like a paintbrush

He blinked awkwardly behind his blindfolds, he grins "Whoopsie! Sorry, my bad. And you are? You should be the one that lives here yeah?" He said playfully. 'Damn. I must've accidentally threw the guy in a wrong direction..' he thought, maybe he is just purposely trying to annoy you. For some reason you can't read him. He looks around your apartment, "Yikes, this place is a mess. Is this where you really live?" Of course it's a mess HE FUCKING DESTROYED IT.

He is so punchable.