Gojo watched as the White Walker disappeared into a cave beneath the cursed Weirwood tree, cradling the abandoned child in its cold, inhuman arms. A low growl of frustration escaped his lips.
"Of course, everyone wants to sacrifice to this stupid tree," Gojo cursed under his breath. The curse of the Weirwood had spread so deeply into the land that even the most innocent lives were prey to it. He couldn't stand it. He couldn't let it happen.
Without another thought, Gojo rushed into the cave, his cursed energy flaring up around him like a storm. The White Walker was preparing to strike the child with a cursed tool, a glass candle, no doubt wanting to stab the child into the tree, its cold eyes gleaming with malice as it raised the weapon.
Gojo's hand shot out, and with a single, devastating punch, he slammed into the White Walker, sending it flying back. The creature exploded into mist, its body dissipating into nothingness as Gojo's cursed energy tore it apart.
The child, still alive but terrified, lay on the cold stone floor. Gojo's heart softened for a brief moment, but the task at hand wasn't done yet. He scooped the baby up into his arms with gentle care, feeling its small, fragile body tremble against his chest.
He needed to get the child to safety. He needed to find Ygritte to give her the baby and then hunt down the Jujutsu Sorcerer responsible for the White Walker. That sorcerer was the key to understanding the twisted curse at the heart of this land.
But as Gojo turned to leave the cave, the child began to cry—loud, pitiful wails that echoed off the stone walls. Gojo had nothing to calm the baby, but he rifled through his pack and found a small bit of bread. He tore off a piece and fed it to the child, though he knew it wasn't nearly enough to quiet its hunger.
The baby's cries continued, but there was nothing Gojo could do. It needed more than just bread—it needed a wet nurse. Ygritte, despite being a fierce woman, could not provide that for the child.
The only option left was the child's real mother. And that meant confronting Caster. The man who had thrown the baby into the snow to die.
Gojo's resolve hardened. He couldn't let Caster live after this. It was time to end it. He would find Caster, put an end to the sacrifices, and perhaps, finally, free this land from the curse of the Weirwood tree.
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