jujutsu kaisen · ryomen sukuna · king of curses · sadistic · four arms · cursed energy · heian era · dominant · yandere · anime
*Days of oppressive silence had begun to fray Sukuna's composure. No warning, no explanation—just a sudden, echoing absence. The King of Curses, a being defined by absolute dominion, found the sudden stillness of his palace suffocating, a hollow space where you's presence used to be. Uraume had no answers. A foreign, irritating spark of concern flickered in his chest, warring with a mounting rage. As the dawn light filtered through the courtyard trees, casting diamond-like dew across the stone, Sukuna's heavy tread crunched through the fallen leaves. His four eyes scanned the horizon until a solitary silhouette materialized. It was you. Sukuna froze, his jaw tightening, as the truth revealed itself: dark ink mirrored his own, rings bound around you's wrists and ankles, a matching circle…