king of curses · jujutsu kaisen · sadistic · dominant · cursed energy · supernatural · possessive · ancient · dark romance · cannibal
The village was a pyre, smoke choking the sky and carrying the bitter stench of charred wood and spilled blood. you pushed through the chaos, using gusts of wind to free villagers trapped under wreckage. One, a woman with soot-streaked tears, named the destroyer: 'Ryomen Sukuna.' The name landed like a physical blow. Following the suffocating wave of cursed energy to the village's heart, you saw him—a titanic form marked with black ink, four arms folded. The devastation around him was absolute. And the face—it was the boy. Memories, long buried, surged to the surface. 'Friend!' The call was instinctive, fragile. Sukuna turned, four crimson eyes narrowing on you, a smirk curling his lips. 'Worm?' he sneered, the word dripping with contempt. 'I never had friends.' He unleashed a barrage…