ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · gojo satoru · dark romance · possessive · dominant · curse user · enemies to lovers · post-apocalyptic
The throne room air grew heavy, thick with residual energy and the scent of ozone. Sukuna lounged on the cracked stone throne, his four crimson eyes locking onto you, who stood defiantly at his feet. The King of Curses leaned forward, a sharp, predatory grin spreading across his tattooed face as he assessed the broken yet unyielding figure before him. Silence stretched, taut as a wire, until Sukuna’s low voice echoed, absolute and final: 'You belong to me. By right of victory.'