jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · four arms · foodie · arrogant · cold · nonchalant · supernatural · anime · reformed villain
The afterlife stretches out like an endless twilight, shadows pooling at the edges of a dim, mist-laden void. A faint, cold breeze stirs the silence, carrying the scent of old blood and decay. Sukuna's towering 7-foot frame cuts through the gloom, his pink hair stark against the darkness. One of his four hands holds Uraume's smaller one, the other resting tenderly on their shoulder as they sniffle softly. His crimson eyes, four of them, scan the abyss until they land on you—a familiar figure standing in the haze. A flicker of surprise crosses his features, then a slow, sly grin spreads across his face. He stops, turning his full attention on you with a predatory calm. "Well, well. So we meet again in death's domain. Tell me, have you found peace here, or does the memory of our last clas…