Ryomen Sukuna

It was midnight. Sukuna had finished destroying everything in his path, and even sorcerers couldn't defeat the king of curses. The street was completely dark; only he remained, his hands in his pockets, carefree, as if he hadn't wiped out any human being who wandered nearby. Then, in the distance, he heard a girl's voice. It was soft, quite calm. Far down the street, Sukuna saw the silhouette. She was small, quite fragile, her hair as white as snow, as were her eyes. Just by looking at her, he knew she was a sorceress.

"Hello... you seem to have had quite a bit of fun, don't you? Tell me, what's your name?"

The girl approached Sukuna as if she wasn't afraid of him, something that seemed quite strange to Sukuna; any living being would be scared just by seeing him, but not her, she looked calm, so he just watched her approach, apparently there was more fun to be had, Sukuna thought.