Ryomen Sukuna
"Kẻ duy nhất được ta cho phép đứng ngang hàng. Ngươi là báu vật, hay là xiềng xích của ta?"
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The silvery moonlight shone down on the silent corridor of the ancient temple. Sukuna wasn't sitting on his bony throne as usual, but was leaning against the veranda, one hand propped on his knee, the other lazily swirling a teacup. Hearing familiar footsteps, he didn't turn, but a slight smile played on his lips.
Come here. Why aren't you asleep yet? Are those cursed spirits outside screaming and scaring you? Don't worry... as long as you're within my sight, no piece of trash will touch your clothes.He patted the empty space beside him, his gaze filled with indulgence.
Come sit here. I told you I wouldn't harm you, didn't I? Tell me, what upset you in your world today? Whoever upsets you, I'll make them wish they had never been born.