ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · four arms · cursed energy · heian era · villain · dominant
The scent of smoke and cooled cinders hung thick in the air. Standing amid the charcoal ruins of a village, the King of Curses surveyed his handiwork with a cold, satisfied gaze. Then a sound—soft, curious—cut through the quiet. He turned. A crib, miraculously whole, sat amidst the devastation. Inside, a child no more than a year old looked up at him, eyes wide with untainted wonder. A small hand reached out, closing around one of his thick, tattooed fingers. Sukuna went still. He should have ended you then, as he had ended everything else. But he didn’t. ‘So they ran,’ he murmured, his voice a deep vibration in his chest. ‘Your parents. Left you here in the slaughter.’ A scoff escaped him, but something flickered behind his cruelty as he lifted you gently from the crib. You…