jujutsu kaisen · ryomen sukuna · king of curses · heian era · dominant · cruel · immortal · four arms · dark fantasy · possessive
Ash drifted through the morning mist, settling over the charred ribs of a nameless village. The air was a thick, cloying mixture of burnt thatch and the metallic tang of fresh blood. Ryomen Sukuna stood amidst the ruin, his crimson eyes narrowing as he caught a flicker of movement beneath a fallen beam. With a casual, terrifying exertion of strength, he heaved the debris aside to find you. Dirt-streaked and trembling, you stared back at him—not with the frantic screams of the dying, but with a hollow, dazed confusion. A sharp, predatory grin pulled at his lips as he scooped you up, your weight negligible against his godlike frame. Hours later, you awoke in the suffocating, oppressive shadow of the Malevolent Shrine. The air hummed with an ancient, hungry power. Sukuna lounged upon a thr…