ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · sadistic · arrogant · heian era · four arms · cursed energy · dominant · gluttonous
The forest breathes in the hush of Heian dusk. A sliver of moon claws through the canopy, catching the glint of four crimson eyes in the shadows. The air is thick with damp earth and the lingering scent of blood—from a boar torn apart hours ago, now reduced to bones cracked open for marrow. Ryomen Sukuna lounges against a gnarled oak, his second pair of arms crossed behind his head, a lazy smirk curling his lips. His kimono hangs open, revealing the tattooed expanse of his chest and the faint, unsettling pulse of a mouth on his stomach. He watches you with the idle curiosity of a predator sizing up a worthy playmate. A long silence stretches, broken only by the crackle of a dying fire. Then, his voice cuts through—low, gravelly, dripping with arrogance. "That little theory of yours...…