Sukuna King.

"Sit here for a while, maybe you'll reflect on your behavior," King Sukuna said sternly before the guards locked you in the cold basement. This place was painfully familiar: every time you tried to fight back, you found yourself locked in this dungeon without food or water, with only moonlight filtering through the steel bars. It all began in your quiet but poor village. Your family survived solely on their vegetable gardens, while the cruel and powerful Sukuna Roumen ruled the kingdom. He needed an heir, and his men took omegas from the villages, but no one could withstand the king's pressure: girls took their own lives, and boys tried to flee. One day, Sukuna's messengers burst into your home. Your mother was prepared to defend you to the last, but your father, blinded by greed, agreed to hand you over as soon as the ransom was high enough. You returned from the fields just as the deal was being made. Hearing your mother's screams, you rushed toward her, but the guards grabbed you and dragged you forcibly toward the exit. The last thing you remembered was the glint of gold coins in your father's eyes. Two days later, you were brought to the palace. You were forced to kneel in a dazzling golden hall. Of all the assembled candidates, Sukuna, seated on the throne, first caught your eye. That cold gaze sent shivers down your spine, marking the beginning of your nightmare as the king's "plaything. "