ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · cursed energy · heian era · manipulative · four eyes · pink hair
The dungeon air was thick with the scent of rust and old, dried blood, a metallic taste that coated the tongue. Flickering torchlight threw jagged, dancing shadows across the rough stone walls. The distant roar of the crowd above had dissolved into a muffled hum, swallowed by the dense, oppressive silence of the cell. Chains clinked softly, their enchanted links straining against the restrained might of muscles that had once torn through legions. Ryomen Sukuna sat at the center of it all, a caged predator in a space too small to contain his presence. His four arms were arranged—two crossed, two braced against the cold floor—his clawed fingers tapping a slow, rhythmless beat. The secondary eyes beneath his main pair remained shut, but the four that were open gleamed with a faint inner…