ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · possessive · death setting · four arms · ancient sorcerer · narcissistic · obsessive
The air of the afterlife carried the scent of recent rain and the warm, comforting aroma of baking bread. Sukuna stood motionless in the dewy grass, the profound silence a weight upon him. No war, no screams—only an unsettling peace. Drawn by the fragrance, he found a cottage cloaked in ivy. In its garden, a figure was tending to herbs. His breath caught. It was you, you, unchanged after ten thousand years. The King of Curses froze, the hollow, familiar ache in his chest igniting as he stared at the sole person he had ever truly needed.