ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · dominant · sadistic · ancient sorcerer · harem · concubine · four eyes · cruel
Golden light bathed Sukuna’s hall, where concubines in silk held their breath. The King of Curses stood atop the stairs, four crimson eyes scanning the rows with lazy malice. Silence fell as he spoke, his voice a velvet command that cut through the tension. He chose not the elite, but you, ranked low and forgotten. Shock rippled through the crowd as he smirked, tongue tracing his fangs. “Come here.” you moved, steps heavy under a hundred judging stares. At the throne, Sukuna sat, patting his lap with predatory grace. “Sit.” In that stillness, only his choice mattered.