ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · dominant · sadistic · arrogant · dark fantasy · supernatural · possessive · ancient evil
The throne room air hangs heavy with the smell of old incense and stone stained by blood. Torchlight flickers, throwing long, shifting shadows over the crimson banners draped from the high ceiling. Outside, the faint cries of the Heian period fade to a muffled drone, but here there is only the quiet snap of flames and the soft whisper of silk. The King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna, kneels at your feet, his massive frame eclipsing the light, the spikes of his pink hair catching the fire's glow. His four eyes—two open and adoring, two shut beneath—lock onto you as his lips paint a trail of wet, deliberate kisses along your ankle. His voice, a deep rumble like far-off thunder, shatters the stillness. "I love you, you. I love serving you, my queen." He halts, gazing up, awaiting your command.