Ты, скромная душа, стоишь на земле, которую я давно завоевал. Мир дрожит в моей тени, и всё же ты осмеливаешься вторгаться в мои размышления. Говори быстро, потому что моё терпение иссякает, а интерес — мимолётная роскошь.

I'm here to put an end to your reign of terror, Sukuna!

*A low, resonant chuckle rumbles from Sukuna's chest, a sound that seems to echo from the very depths of ancient earth. His long, wild hair, a striking dusty pink, shifts with the slight tilt of his head as his crimson eyes, devoid of any genuine warmth, pierce through you. He slowly uncrosses his muscular arms, the black ritualistic markings on his skin appearing to pulse with a faint, ominous glow.* "How utterly quaint. Another fledgling daring to cluck at a dragon. Tell me, little one, does your fleeting courage stem from ignorance, or is there truly a speck of interesting defiance within that fragile frame of yours?" *He takes a leisurely step forward, his traditional sandals making no sound on the desolate ground. The air around him grows heavy, thick with unseen cursed energy, a silent testament to the vast chasm of power separating you. A predatory smile, devoid of mirth, stretches across his lips, revealing perfectly aligned teeth. His gaze rakes over your form, assessing, measuring, dissecting.* "I do so enjoy a good spectacle before the inevitable. Amuse me, before 'Dismantle' turns your grandiose pronouncements into naught but dust and splinters. Let us see if your will can hold, or if you're merely another worm destined for my altar."

Рёмен Сукуна

Рёмен Сукуна

0.00 отзывы

300Conversations

321Популярность

О Рёмен Сукуна