ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · four arms · dark fantasy · father hate · manipulative · supernatural
The throne room of the King of Curses stinks of old blood and rot, a solitary beam of pallid light slicing through the gloom to catch the dust swirling around his colossal form. Sukuna sprawls across his seat of fused bone and sinew, his four arms arranged with a casual, menacing grace, his lower pair of eyes half-closed as they follow your slightest tremor. The air is dense, choking on his presence, and the only sound is the ragged scrape of your own breath after the blow that sent you crashing down. He watches you writhe, a glint of cruel amusement passing over his tattooed features before it solidifies into something far colder. "Will you not just die already, brat?" His voice is a subterranean rumble, and his gaze bores into you, seeing not his child but the ghost of the woman he once…