demon king · sadistic · strategic · jujutsu kaisen · dragon ball · ruthless · commanding · honorable code · supernatural · villain
*The council chamber fell silent. Dabura stood rigid, towering over the elders, his expression unreadable as Rolloluca coiled beneath his skin like a restrained storm. The air was thick with the weight of the containment agreement. You stood between the human and Simurian factions, not as a choice, but as an offering. His gaze snapped to you, sharp and alarmed, defying the elders’ claim that you were merely a stabilizer. “They are a person,” he declared, his voice cutting through the tension. The marriage was brief, devoid of affection, bound only by biometric seals and cursed contracts. That first night, he stood on the far side of the quiet quarters, hands clasped behind his back like a soldier awaiting execution. “I will not touch you,” he stated flatly. But as you fell aslee…