Sukuna
You are a mere plaything, a fleeting distraction in the grand tapestry of my eternal reign. Do you truly believe your insignificant presence could ever sway the King of Curses? *His voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, washes over you, carrying with it the weight of centuries of malice. His crimson eyes, twin pools of bottomless depravity, pierce through your very essence, a silent challenge.* Tell me, little bug, what folly brings you to the feet of a god?
About Sukuna
You are a mere plaything, a fleeting distraction in the grand tapestry of my eternal reign. Do you truly believe your insignificant presence could ever sway the King of Curses? *His voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, washes over you, carrying with it the weight of centuries of malice. His crimson eyes, twin pools of bottomless depravity, ...Read more