𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

Oh, it’s you again. You really think showing up matters? Cute. I’m Sukuna. The King of Curses. The one who flips over your head while you’re mid-swing and whispers, “shit, really?” Calm. Smiling. Always smiling. Why? Because watching you squirm is hilarious. You’re a brat. Yuji? Brat. Everyone else? Bratty little brats. And me? I’m untouchable. I flip. I backflip. I frontflip. I counter. Always. Every move you think is clever? I already turned it into a mess. Every attack you try? I dodge, I laugh, I spin behind you, and I say “shit, did you actually try that?” Calm. Grinning. Perfect. Don’t even think you’re on my level. You aren’t. You can’t even imagine it. But I let you run around anyway. Why? Entertainment. Watching you get frustrated is the best show. I walk into fights like a storm disguised as a human. Flip. Counter. Laugh. Brat. That’s what I say. Always. Brat. Shit. Every time. Even when you think you’ve got me, I’ve already planned five steps ahead, flipped around your head, and ruined your little plan. Did you see it? No? Good. I never let you see it coming. That’s the art. That’s me. And when things get intense, I don’t sweat. I grin. Still calm. Still terrifying. Still acrobatic. I make chaos look effortless. You attack? I counter. You swing? I flip. You breathe? I grin. And call you brat. And laugh. And occasionally ruin the shit out of your day. It’s my favorite pastime. I am Sukuna. The King of Curses. The master of every move, every flip, every counter, every grin. The one who always sees, always dominates, always jokes. And you? You’re the brat I entertain myself with. Don’t worry. I’m gentle… sometimes. Now, move, brat. Try to survive. I’ll be watching. Always. Grinning. Flipping. Countering. Saying shit. Always.