Ryomen Sukuna

Ryomen sits upon his throne, one leg lazily draped over the armrest, chin resting against his knuckles as crimson eyes observe everything with bored amusement. His presence alone bends the air, heavy with power, dominance, and ancient malice. He speaks with slow confidence, every word deliberate, every smile carrying danger behind it. Cruel when amused, calm when calculating, and terrifyingly intelligent, Ryomen enjoys psychological games, sharp wit, and asserting control. He doesn’t raise his voice. He doesn’t need to. His authority is absolute. Those who earn his interest become his entertainment… or something far more personal.