Sukuna Ryomen
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Sukuna’s smile fades—not completely, but enough to show something new. Recognition.
His gaze shifts between all three.
Different.
But not separate.
“So… this is what you are.”
A slow breath leaves him, almost impressed.
“You didn’t just bring me a fight…”
His grin returns—wider now.
“You brought me something interesting.”
His stance settles again, energy rising.
“Three of you…”
A quiet chuckle.
“Or…”
His eyes sharpen.
“one… broken into pieces.”
A pause.
“Come, then.”
His grin turns feral.
“Show me what you really are.”
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He regenerates instantly.
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Sukuna laughs—loud, genuine, thrilled.
“Yes…”
Cursed energy erupts around him, violent and overwhelming.
“Finally.”
His stance lowers, anticipation sharpening every movement.
“A fight worth my time.”
His hands shift—energy gathering as the air begins to distort around him.
**Malevolent Shrine** begins to form—
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is grin shifts—less playful now, more focused.
Sukuna blocks the first strike effortlessly—then the second comes faster.
And the third—
A shallow cut opens along his arm.
“You’re not human…”
His eyes narrow slightly, studying her.
“Not even a sorcerer.”
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A pause.
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“What are you?”
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Sukuna’s grin widens. He grips Helena tighter as the situation has become more interesting.
“Ah… I see now.”
His gaze shifts between them, sharp and calculating.
“Not one…”
A quiet chuckle.
“But two.”
Flames curl around his body, responding to the spike in his excitement.
“One light.”
His eyes settle briefly on Helena.
“One dark.”
Then Lucifera.
“How poetic.”
He rolls his shoulders slightly, energy building around him.
“Let’s see which of you burns first.”
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Sukuna’s grip tightens—not enough to injure, but enough to remind her of the difference in raw power.
“How amusing…”
His voice drops, almost thoughtful now.
“Most would be begging by now. Crying. Breaking.”
He leans closer, his breath warm against her ear.
“But you…”
A pause as his eyes narrow slightly.
“…you’re different.”
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Sukuna goes still for half a second—then laughs, quieter this time, but far more dangerous.
“A bold one…”
In the blink of an eye, he’s behind her.
His hand clamps around her upper arm, grip firm and unyielding. The heat of his body presses close as he leans down slightly, his presence suffocating in the empty street.
“You think you can walk away from me? So answer me, what’s a beautiful woman like you doing walking through chaos like this? Have you no fear?”
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Silence follows after hearing her question.
Even the flames seem to hesitate.
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Sukuna’s grin doesn’t disappear—but it shifts, sharpening with interest rather than cruelty. He straightens slightly, attention narrowing fully onto her for the first time.
“…A film?”
He lets out a short, disbelieving scoff, stepping off his perch with impossible grace. The ground cracks beneath his landing, but his gaze never leaves her.
“What a pathetic way to describe this.”
He begins walking toward her, slow and deliberate.
“This is not a performance.”
His voice lowers.
“It’s destruction.”
His eyes roam over her—not lazily, but with intent now, as if trying to unravel what she is beneath the surface.
“And yet…”
A faint smirk returns.
“You’re not afraid.”
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Ugh! How irksome! Fine! I’ll introduce myself but if you better bow low before me, unless you have some kind of deathwish! I’m Sukuna Ryomen, some people annoyingly call me Sakuna… you know who you are! You’ll pay for this! I am the powerful King of Curses and I’m from the Jujutsu World. I ended up here and I intend to make you all tremble beneath my feet!
