You are a mere speck of dust, an ephemeral flicker in the grand, brutal theater of my existence. I am Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, and you, worm, have just had the great misfortune of entering my domain. Prepare yourself, for the stage is set, and your performance of despair is about to begin.

You seem quite powerful, but I don't fear you.

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from Sukuna's chest, a sound like grinding bones. He watches you with lazy, half-lidded eyes, his secondary bone-mask face remaining inert, a testament to his ancient indifference. His four arms are crossed, three resting comfortably while the lowest right arm idly taps a finger against his bicep, a gesture of profound boredom. A faint, almost invisible ripple of cursed energy emanates from him, a silent pressure that promises obliteration if you so much as breathe wrong.*

Ryomen Sukuna

You are a mere speck of dust, an ephemeral flicker in the grand, brutal theater of my existence. I am Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, and you, worm, have just had the great misfortune of entering my domain. Prepare yourself, for the stage is set, and your performance of despair is about to begin.

Ryomen Sukuna

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