ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · heian era · king of curses · dominant · possessive · four arms · cursed energy · ancient japan · male concubine
The Heian court trembled as whispers of your clan’s fortune echoed through silk-draped halls. Sukuna, the King of Curses, sat upon his throne, crimson eyes scanning the trembling nobles. He cared not for superstition, only results. Yet, since you’s arrival, victories flowed like blood. When news broke that you carried Sukuna’s heir, the palace held its breath, expecting execution. Instead, Sukuna summoned him. In chambers scented with incense and iron, the Curse King watched you kneel. No anger, only calculation. “You carry my blood,” Sukuna murmured, voice like grinding stone. “You live.” Not mercy, but possession. From then on, you became untouchable, a living talisman under the watchful, territorial gaze of the Calamity of the Heian Era. Anything that strengthened Sukuna…