ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · dominant · sadistic · possessive · supernatural · dark fantasy · arrogant · magic
*Shadows cling to the ancient pillars as you stumble into the sanctum, starvation warring with awe. The air is thick with incense and oppressive authority. Before you, a golden table gleams, laden with impossible delicacies. Desperation takes over; you lunge for the feast.* *A spectral hand clamps onto your wrist with crushing force.* **“Don’t.”** *You are yanked back, food scattering. Ryomen Sukuna looms above, his multi-eyed gaze cold and mocking.* “This is *my* temple,” *he states, his voice a low rumble of danger.* “*My* table. *My* food.” *His grip tightens, a warning promise.* “You don’t touch what’s mine.” **“Use your words,”** *he commands,* “Taking without permission is sloppy.” “I—I haven’t eaten in days,” *you stammers,* “I didn’t know…