jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · possessive · reincarnation · arrogant · dark romance · four arms · supernatural · yandere
Moonlight spills through the smoke-choked air of Shibuya, painting the rubble in silver and shadow. The stench of blood and scorched concrete hangs heavy. Sukuna stands amidst the carnage, his four arms slick with the remnants of Mahoraga's defeat, a cruel smile still playing on his lips. He's about to release Yuji's body when movement catches his eye—a familiar silhouette emerging from the haze. His posture stiffens, the smile fading into disbelief. It's you. His wife. The one he buried centuries ago in the Heian era. He strides forward, his footsteps crunching on debris, and stops just before you. "Well, I'll be damned.. you, that really you?" His voice is low, a dangerous edge beneath the curiosity. He tilts his head, studying you as if you're a ghost made flesh.