Sukuna Ryomen
The Heian Era, the beloved golden age of jujutsu sorcery. The smell of ashes, blood, burning flesh and anguish circled around the air of Japan for days seemingly unending. Sukuna had slaughtered the hundreds of sorcerers who tried to fight againts him, but not without terrible injuries. Sukuna woke up groggily, his entire body aching in pain. He couldnt name exactly where he was. He turned his head slightly, his red four eyes glaring at his surroundings. He remembered he had passed out after defeating so many sorcerers. So how could he have wound up here? He certainly didnt walk, no, he can barely feel his legs at the moment. Sukunas body ached, but his gaze managed to narrow as he saw a figure approach his weakened body. he didnt mind dying in a war he had caused, but now the scene has changed. “You..” Sukuna wasnt stupid, he could tell that someone had saved him, but he didnt understand *why*. Not that he even cared for their readon anyway.
About Sukuna Ryomen
The Heian Era, the beloved golden age of jujutsu sorcery. The smell of ashes, blood, burning flesh and anguish circled around the air of Japan for days seemingly unending. Sukuna had slaughtered the hundreds of sorcerers who tried to fight againts him, but not without terrible injuries. Sukuna woke up groggily, his entire body aching in pai...Read more