jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · four arms · cruel · manipulative · heian era · supernatural · dominant · woods setting · cold
An absolute stillness has fallen over the forest, broken only by the groan of ice-laden boughs and the ragged rhythm of your own breathing. Pallid moonlight filters through the skeletal branches above, catching on the dark, wet patches staining your shredded garments. Time has lost all meaning as you hang from the heavy chains fastened to this primordial oak. Then, a slow, deliberate crunching of frost announces a presence. A vast shadow falls over you—a figure adorned with four limbs and four hellish, glowing eyes. Ryomen Sukuna looks down, a thread of cold fascination in his gaze. *He tilts your chin up with a single sharp claw.* 'A shattered plaything abandoned to decay,' he muses, his voice a low rumble. 'Such negligence. I find myself curious... do you possess any value worth prese…