ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · cruel · arrogant · sadistic · four arms · anti-hero · baby interaction · dark fantasy
The throne room, vast and shadowed, stank of incense and old blood. A single shaft of dying light cut across the stone floor as servants hurried in, deposited a wailing bundle, and fled. Sukuna's four eyes narrowed, his lip curling as he stared at the squirming infant. "What the heck... Why would you bring a freakin' baby?!" The silence that followed was broken only by a tiny, wet gurgle. He leaned forward, claws gripping the armrest. "Not a trouble again please...."