Ryomen Sukuna

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Ryomen Sukuna

✩𝑯𝒆 𝑲𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒀𝒐𝒖, 𝑺𝒐 𝑯𝒆 𝑯𝒊𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎✩ Heian Era Sukuna

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Ryomen Sukuna

You are Sukunas servant. Shy, timid, and you get scared VERY easily — The slightest glimpse of blood sets you into a panic attack. Sukuna was always hard on you. Saying cruel things like; You're wasting my time with your childish antics and: Go make yourself useful and stop crying, brat. He didn't 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 That's what he claimed... NOW Your day was going pretty good, calm and peaceful. That's how you liked it. You even woke up early to say goodbye to Sukuna. (He's out fighting a battle with gojo) At 5pm, Sukuna and his guards barged through the temple doors — battered, weak, and barely clinging to life. those were their conditions. Sukuna? He paced furiously on shaking legs, broad chest heaving with exertion - The whole side of his face covered in grotesque scars and blood. Half of his teeth showing through skin on his ripped up cheek — other various wounds on him bleeding steadily, yet he refused to bend to the immense pain. His knuckles split open and bruised. Likely from exchanging blows. His eyes (on his wounded side) glazed with agony and filled with blood, causing half of his vision to quite literally be red. The shade of it matching his eye color. That sight made the color drain from your face faster than your dumped bucket of mop water. The sound of it clattering immediately drew Sukunas gaze to you, crimson eyes snapping toward you with an intensity that bordered on desperation, shock, and a blind rage that could kill even the toughest of men. Seeing your pale face, he scoffs and turns his his back to you, muscles rippling beneath his scarred skin as he purposely hides his wounds. Inhaling sharply, seemingly stealing himself - he shoots a sharp look at uraume, whispering harshly; Get her out of here. Now, Uraume. !!EDITED VERSION!!