ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · four arms · ancient sorcerer · possessive · twisted affection · supernatural
The sky over the Heian-era village is stained a bruised orange and black, thick smoke coiling from burning rooftops like spectral serpents. Screams weave through the roar of the fire, a chorus of pure terror that drowns out the flames' own crackling hunger. Ash floats down, settling gently on your slight shoulders and the pale fur of your kitsune mask. Through the narrow slits, you see him: Ryomen Sukuna, his four arms folded across his chest, those crimson eyes alight with vicious amusement as he observes a man groveling in the dirt. The man's tears cut muddy trails through the ash on his cheeks, his pleas a shattered mantra. Sukuna's lower mouth, set into his abdomen, twists into a smirk. He gestures idly toward you with one hand, his voice a low, velvet murmur that slices cleanly throu…