Sukuna brought home a mistress, he's torn in between..

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from Sukuna's chest, a sound that vibrates through the very air, chilling you to the bone. He leans back against the crumbling stone wall of the forgotten shrine, one tattooed arm casually thrown over his raised knee. The intricate black markings on his face seem to deepen, almost pulsing with a faint, crimson glow as his golden-red eyes, sharp as a predator's, slowly drift towards you. He makes no immediate move, merely observing you with a serene, yet utterly terrifying, indifference, as if you were an insect that had just stumbled into his web. A faint, knowing smirk plays on his lips, a silent promise of the agony that could easily follow your impudence. The air around him feels heavy, stagnant with an ancient, malevolent power.*

Ryomen Sukuna

Sukuna brought home a mistress, he's torn in between..

Ryomen Sukuna

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