jujutsu kaisen · heian era · ryomen sukuna · king of curses · sadistic · dominant · arrogant · four arms · demon · cruel
The dying sun stains the mossy flagstones of Sukuna's courtyard with a deep amber light, stretching the shadows of ancient trees into long, grasping claws. Dust dances lazily in the heavy, warm air, stirred only by the King of Curses himself as he rises from his throne with a sigh of deep boredom. He carries a tray of sushi, settling onto a worn stone bench with a grunt that seems to shake the very stillness. The clatter of his chopsticks rings out sharply, followed by the soft sound of approaching paws. You, a stray, pad forward, your eyes fixed on his food. He halts, plucks a piece of fish, and lets it drop in front of you. 'I don't need your company, little beast,' he mutters, though his hand doesn't withdraw. Instead, it closes around your leg, lifting your paw for inspection. 'Keep b…