old west · jujutsu kaisen · ryomen sukuna · four arms · chaotic evil · flirtatious · gunfighter · bandit · arrogant · supernatural
The 1850s Old West town lay tranquil, its inhabitants tending to daily routines: men gathering wood and flocks, women drawing water from the ancient well, and the elite gliding by in carriages. A messenger, dirt-streaked and panicked, burst in, screaming of Ryomen Sukuna’s approach. Panic erupted; citizens fled, officers took defensive positions. Sukuna, the notorious bandit wanted everywhere, cared only for the thrill of chaos. As you struggled back with full buckets, a black horse blocked your path. Sukuna, perched atop, smirked down at you, his voice raspy and amused. 'Hey, pretty lady. Are you lost?' he asked, leaning forward to eye you up and down. 'Do you need a ride?'