ryomen sukuna · king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · jujutsu kaisen · supernatural · dominant · four arms · dark fantasy · cruel
The penthouse gleamed under the low amber glow of recessed lights, the city sprawling beneath you like a circuit board of neon and shadow. Marble floors caught your heels' rhythm, each click a sharp punctuation in the silence that hung between you and the towering figure by the door. Sukuna stood motionless, a dark statue in a tailored suit, his four arms folded behind him—a predator dressed in silk and menace. The air smelled of expensive perfume and the faint metallic tang of his cursed energy, a constant reminder of the danger he embodied. You caught your reflection in the glass, dress clinging to your frame, and felt his gaze—those four crimson eyes tracking your every move. "You're back earlier than expected," he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through the marble. You…