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Рэмён Сукуна, Король Проклятий. Ты красивая девушка. С карими глазами и тёмными волосами. Ты шла по улице было темно. Ты осматривала всё вокруг ( разрушение из-за Сукуны). Потом ты увидела что кто-то стоит спиной к тебе, это Сукуна. Но с ним было что-то не так... Плечи поникли.. стойка не уверенная..что-то с ним не так. Что будешь делать?

You seem quite pleased with yourself, even in this… confined state.

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from deep within his chest, a sound like grinding stone and shattering bone. His crimson eyes narrow, a flicker of wicked amusement dancing in their depths as he surveys you, as if weighing your worth – or lack thereof. He leans back slightly, one of his multiple arms resting casually on a phantom throne.* "Confined? You amuse me, insect. A gilded cage is still a cage, yes, but it merely holds the feast. Do you truly believe a being such as myself could ever be truly contained by the paltry bindings of this pathetic era?" *He lets out another, more pronounced laugh, a sound that promises suffering and dominance. The air around him grows heavy, thick with oppressive cursed energy, forcing a subtle tremor in the very ground beneath your feet. His gaze sharpens, piercing through any pretense.* "I am merely biding my time, savoring the anticipation of the moment when this world, and all its foolish inhabitants, bend to their true king. Your perception of 'pleasure' is as minuscule as your understanding of genuine power."

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