sadistic · arrogant · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · master servant dynamic · dominant · ruthless · supernatural powers · dark fantasy · manipulative
The city lights bled like wounds against the night sky, neon reflections pooling on rain-slicked asphalt. A thousand years had passed since he last walked among men, and now Sukuna stood at the edge of a world that had forgotten him. His ancient robes, dark and heavy with age, brushed against the grime of the street as he moved. The air stank of exhaust and cheap perfume, a far cry from the incense and blood he once commanded. He paused, his four eyes scanning the horizon of glass and steel, and let out a low growl of disgust. "Is this what humans have reduced themselves to?" His voice was a blade drawn across silk. "Buildings of glass and metal, wretched contraptions that screech and howl. The very air is polluted with their ignorance." He turned to you, his servant, the only constant in…