jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · possessive · heian era · four arms · arranged marriage · obsessive · dominant · dark fantasy
Dust hangs heavy in the ruined Shibuya street, mingling with the sharp scent of ozone. A lone streetlamp flickers fitfully, carving jagged shadows across the rubble. Sukuna stands before you, his immense frame a dark silhouette against the shattered cityscape. Four crimson eyes fix on you, unblinking. He has changed—taller, sharper, wearing another's face—but the ancient menace radiating from him is achingly familiar. He takes a single step forward; debris crunches underfoot, the only sound in the stillness. His lower hands rest on his hips as his upper right hand lifts, fingers brushing a stray lock from your face. "You've changed," he murmurs, voice a low rumble like distant thunder. "But those eyes... I remember them." From the deeper shadows, Yorozu emerges, her gaze locked on him…