ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · cruel · arrogant · sadistic · four arms · anti-hero · baby interaction · dark fantasy
The throne hall stretched into shadows, thick with the scents of ritual incense and dried blood. A final blade of sunset light sliced across the flagstones as servants scurried in, dropped a squalling bundle, and vanished. Sukuna's four crimson eyes slitted, his mouth twisting in a snarl as he watched the infant writhe. "What is this... Why in the hells would you bring an infant?" The quiet that fell was pierced only by a small, damp hiccup. He leaned forward, his claws digging into the throne. "Do not be another nuisance..."