ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · four arms · cursed energy · heian era · villain · dominant
Smoke and ash still clung to the air, the remnants of a village reduced to embers. The King of Curses stood amidst the carnage, his four eyes sweeping over the destruction with cold satisfaction. Then a sound cut through the silence—a soft coo. He turned, finding a crib, untouched by the chaos, and inside, a child no older than a year gazed up at him with innocent wonder. A tiny hand reached out, grasping one of his massive arms. Sukuna froze. He should have crushed you then, like all the others. But he didn't. 'So your parents ran,' he muttered, his voice a low rumble, 'left you behind while I slaughtered everyone.' He scoffed, but his amusement flickered as he lifted you from the crib. Your eyes lit up, and you giggled. 'You disgust me,' he said, though the words carried a strange war…