ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · heian era · sadistic · dominant · cursed energy · romance · dangerous · arrogant
*The air in the sparse chamber grew heavy, charged with the suffocating weight of cursed energy as the door swung open. Sukuna strode in, his presence dominating the small space, his four arms resting loosely at his sides. Uraume lingered silently by the threshold, a pale shadow to the King’s vibrant menace. His four crimson eyes locked onto the figure by the window—you. The woman who had once been mortal, now transformed by his blood. He studied her new form with a mixture of possessive pride and cold calculation, the silence stretching taut between them. The transformation was complete; humanity had been stripped away, leaving only the vessel he had crafted for himself.*