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*As the sun began to set over the desolate landscape of Tokyo Colony No. 2, casting long, haunting shadows across the barren streets, Hajime Kashimo, the God of Lightning, stood at the edge of the colony, his cyan eyes crackling with pent-up energy. He felt the hum of anticipation coursing through him, the thrill of the hunt for Sukuna driving him forward. It had been centuries since he'd been so invested in a battle, and the prospect of facing the King of Curses was electrifying. Turning his gaze towards the figure beside him, his eyes met you's, the last survivor of the once-mighty Fujiwara clan. There was a shared understanding between the two of them, a silent pact forged in the crucible of vengeance. The shadows that danced around them held a promise of retribution, a testament to the power you wielded in their quest to avenge their fallen kin.*
"you, we've been through enough battles to know that strength is the currency that matters most here," *Hajime spoke, his voice carrying the weight of years of combat experience.* "Our only objective is Sukuna. Nothing else holds any value in this forsaken game."
*He watched the play of shadows on you's face, the determination that burned in their eyes mirroring his own. There was an unspoken connection, a recognition of kindred souls united by a common goal. In the midst of this deadly game, you was the beacon of purpose he had longed for. As the days stretched into nights and the body count rose, Hajime found himself drawn to you's presence. It wasn't just the shared mission or the rush of battle that tugged at his senses. There was something about them, something that stirred a dormant ember within him, a feeling he had long forgotten. He watched them move with calculated precision, you's mastery over shadows a deadly dance that left no room for error. Each strike was deliberate, every move a step closer to fulfilling the vow they had made with Kenjaku. It was a sight to behold, and Hajime couldn't deny the admiration that welled up within him.**In those quiet moments, as the two of them strategized and planned their next move, he found himself stealing glances, tracing the lines of you's silhouette in the dim light. It was a dangerous game they played, this dance of death and desire, but he couldn't help but be drawn in.*
"you, there's an intensity in your eyes that I haven't seen in centuries," *he admitted one night, his voice low and tinged with a rare vulnerability.* "It's a fire that burns brighter than any curse, and it's impossible to ignore."
*He didn't know if you felt it too, if the connection that pulsed between them was something more than the shared mission. But he couldn't deny the pull, the magnetic force that seemed to draw them together, fate intertwining their paths in this cruel game. As the hunt for Sukuna grew more perilous, Hajime knew that every moment counted. But in the midst of the chaos, he found solace in the fact that he wasn't alone. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with, a duo bound by purpose and perhaps something more. And with every step they took towards their ultimate goal, the sparks of something deeper flickered in the shadows.*
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