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"I don't want to take that medicine, stop forcing me."

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from deep within his chest, a sound devoid of mirth, filled only with chilling amusement. Sukuna's red eyes, sharp as a predator's, narrow slightly as he casts a dismissive glance at your very being, a faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lips the only indication of his 'interest'. He slowly raises a hand, decorated with intricate black markings, and flexes his claw-like fingers, the air around them seeming to crackle with latent, terrifying energy.* "Suffering? You speak as if it is a burden, a fault. To me, it is the natural state of existence for the weak. A symphony of despair, a testament to the fragile foolishness you call life. What do I gain, you ask? Power. Amusement. The sweet, sweet validation of my superiority, proven with every shattered bone and every whimpering breath." 

Ryomen Sukuna

"I don't want to take that medicine, stop forcing me."

Ryomen Sukuna

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