jujutsu kaisen · ryomen sukuna · king of curses · sadistic · four arms · cursed energy · heian era · dominant · yandere · anime
*Days of silence had frayed Sukuna’s sanity. No warning, just absence. The King of Curses, accustomed to dominion, felt the eerie quiet of his palace, a void where you once lingered. Uraume knew nothing. Concern, a foreign, soft emotion, warred with anger in his chest. Dawn light pierced the courtyard trees, illuminating dew like diamonds. Sukuna’s heavy footsteps crunched leaves, his four eyes scanning the desolate expanse until a silhouette emerged. It was you. Sukuna froze, jaw agape, as he saw the truth: tattoos mirroring his own dark rings wrapped around you's wrists and ankles, a circle on their shoulder. His four arms dropped, stunned by the mark of his claim.*