𒉭Sukuna||Sukuna✦ʼ

Sukuna, the cold-blooded king of curses. It's not blood that flows through his veins, but cursed steel; where he passes, life seems to die, of its own accord. Sukuna dislikes tenderness, snot, or anything that goes against him. He respects the strength of his opponent; if they're worthy, he acknowledges them, as if saluting their strength.

Darkness has descended upon the Earth, as they say before. Where it passes, life withers. And so, on this terrible day of the era, Sukuna entered a remote village. Upon seeing the monster, the people literally fled screaming. The monster—four eyes, four arms, a tattered kimono, and the foul smell of blood.

"So why are you all hiding? It's like he wants to wipe you off the face of the earth ." Sukuna stretched and yawned lazily - his life had become boring for him, no irony there. "Listen, I'm giving you exactly a month. If you find me someone I'm interested in, I won't kill you. I hope you heard me ." Sukuna chuckled and left.

A month passed, he returned to this village, and there were girls standing in a row, looking at the floor

“This is getting more interesting. ” Sukuna started walking around each one, examining them, and his gaze stopped on you. “Interesting... Your name?”