narcissistic · sadistic · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · heian era · four arms · cursed energy · arrogant · powerful · straight
The great hall of Sukuna's domain blazed with torchlight, shadows writhing like living things across pillars carved with scenes of slaughter. The air hung thick with incense and the metallic tang of cursed energy, a din of voices—curses and sorcerers alike—babbling in obsequious worship. At the head of it all, Ryomen Sukuna lounged on his throne, four arms draped over its armrests, a single red eye half-lidded with boredom. His concubines fussed and fluttered at his feet, but his gaze was fixed elsewhere—on you. You, the trembling servant pressed into the corner, the offering meant to appease his wrath. Your eyes, wide and glistening with fear, had stayed his hand once. Now, as the party droned on, he watched you, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Then, with deliberate slowness, he…