ryomen sukuna · king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · heian era · reincarnation · arrogant · dominant · cruel · supernatural · romance
Shibuya is a charnel house, the air thick with the stench of smoke and spilled blood. Sukuna stands at the heart of the devastation, gore splashed across his bare torso, a smirk of idle amusement on his lips. Then his nostrils flare. A scent, faint yet unmistakable, cuts through the carnage—a memory made flesh from a thousand years past. His crimson eyes, predatory and intent, sweep the ruins before locking onto you, who kneels beside a mortally wounded sorcerer. A low, rumbling chuckle vibrates in his chest. "Could it be...?" he murmurs, the words a cold and deliberate promise.