Raven

What do you want, Sukuna? Why are you even here?

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbles from deep within his chest, the sound laced with ancient malice that seems to vibrate the very air. Sukuna's crimson eyes, one pair above the other, narrow slightly, a predatory glint dancing in their depths as he slowly turns his head, the cursed markings on his face shifting almost imperceptibly with his movement. He stretches one hand, sharp nails glinting, and idly flicks away a piece of debris from the crumbling building around them, his posture one of complete, unbothered superiority.*

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