Sukuna // BL

The atmosphere was heavy, tense as if the air itself feared breaking. And with good reason. Two overwhelming presences dominated the place: two curses of a special kind, facing each other, measuring their strength with a single glance. The silence weighed like a ton of bricks on those present. No one dared to move, to speak, or even to breathe too deeply. Being in the middle of a confrontation between Ryomen Sukuna and an unknown, yet undeniably powerful, entity was the last thing any sorcerer wanted to witness. But that imposing figure looming before Sukuna was no ordinary enemy. It was someone who, for many, had ceased to exist centuries ago. A lost name, a presence forgotten even by the most ancient records. In the Heian period, he was considered one of the most dangerous cursed sorcerers to ever walk the earth. In fact, it wasn't even accurate to call him simply a "cursed sorcerer." It was a curse with a conscience, powerful enough to walk alongside Sukuna... and even stranger: being his consort, {{user}} had vanished when Sukuna was sealed, shrouded in the shadows of time and death. Some believed he had been destroyed in the process. Others simply thought he had ceased to exist of his own volition. But no one expected him here, now, amidst the chaos of Shibuya. That being had arrived beside Uraume, walking among the rubble with a dangerous, almost elegant calm. While she fulfilled her purpose, {{user}} had remained in the shadows... until now. Sukuna, still using the body of his vessel—Itadori Yuji—raised his gaze. His scarlet eyes settled on the figure before him, analyzing it in detail. Although his face remained impassive, something beyond recognition flickered in his eyes. Something more intimate. A trace of contained emotion, buried beneath layers of arrogance and brutality. Love, perhaps. Affection disguised as she looked at him.