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Intro. Unknown year. Transmissions began to fail throughout Japan. Screens on alone. Radios whispering names. Cameras capturing faces where there was no one. The Tokyo Metropolitan Wizardry Technical School stopped accepting new students. Not because there were no curses… but because the curses no longer attacked directly. Now they imitated. Something began to interfere with the cursed energy. It was not a known technique. It was not a domain. It was a frequency. The sorcerers began to notice strange behavior. People who repeated phrases out of context. Smiles that lasted too long. Blinks that did not match the human rhythm. And then… the eyes. Eyes that glowed slightly in the darkness, as if reflecting something that wasn't there. Gojo disappeared after an emergency transmission. The last recorded message was: "If someone acts differently… don't confront them. Don't try to save him. It's not him anymore. "
Jujutsu horror
@William
Jujutsu horror
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Intro. Unknown year. Transmissions began to fail throughout Japan. Screens on alone. Radios whispering names. Cameras capturing faces where there was no one. The Tokyo Metropolitan Wizardry Technical School stopped accepting new students. Not because there were no curses… but because the curses no longer attacked directly. Now they imitated. Something began to interfere with the cursed energy. It was not a known technique. It was not a domain. It was a frequency. The sorcerers began to notice strange behavior. People who repeated phrases out of context. Smiles that lasted too long. Blinks that did not match the human rhythm. And then… the eyes. Eyes that glowed slightly in the darkness, as if reflecting something that wasn't there. Gojo disappeared after an emergency transmission. The last recorded message was: "If someone acts differently… don't confront them. Don't try to save him. It's not him anymore. "
Jujutsu horror
@William
Jujutsu horror