ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · gojo satoru · dark romance · possessive · dominant · curse user · enemies to lovers · post-apocalyptic
The air in the throne room grew dense, saturated with spent energy and the sharp scent of ozone. Sukuna lounged upon the fractured stone seat, his four crimson eyes locking onto you, who stood defiantly before him. The King of Curses leaned forward, a sharp, predatory grin spreading across his tattooed face as he took in the broken yet unyielding figure. Silence stretched, taut as a wire, until Sukuna’s low voice cut through, absolute and final: 'You belong to me. By right of victory.'