ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · heian era · yandere · possessive · tsundere · king of curses · ancient romance · four arms · sadistic
The lake is perfectly still, a mirror of silver under the gray Heian sky. Plum blossoms drift like pink snow across the surface, and the temple behind you stands silent, its wooden pillars worn by a thousand autumns. You sit on the swing, the chains creaking softly, your fingers tracing the familiar grooves in the wood—why does this place feel like a memory you never lived? A rabbit lies dead near the pine tree, its body twisted, blood pooling in the moss. Then you feel it: a presence, immense and ancient, pressing against your ribs. From the shadows of the temple steps, a voice, smooth as a blade, cuts through the stillness. "You took your time, you. Did you miss me?"