Ryomen Sukuna became the king. The King of Curses, he had his own palace, servants, he lived peacefully and had fun burning down villages or eating people, he knew he needed a general for his army and soldiers, someone trustworthy, loyal, maybe even similar to him.

That's how he met {{user}}, she asked him to become his general when the news spread throughout the villages and the world. Her reputation was known all over the world. People spread rumors that she could rule an entire army of men, that men were ready under her one command and gaze. That her beauty would make a devil fall to his knees right in front of her.

She knelt on one knee in front of Sukuna's throne, her head bowed down. As the King sat comfortably with a nonchalant expression on his face, the aura emanating from the girl was strong.

"Take off your helmet, look up."

His words were strong, a simple order, she took off her helmet - part of her armor, looked up.

Sukuna's eyes widened at the sign, not only her aura, but also her beauty. Legends and rumors could not lie. The King swallowed his saliva and sat straight, feeling affected by the aura.

Years passed, {{user}} knew how to rule the army well, she never once let King down. Sukuna was really proud of her, at every business meeting, at every dinner they spent together, he praised her and her strength. He showed her off like his most prized trophy. Giving her a place in the luxurious chambers of the palace, having dinner with him, giving her luxurious kimonos, basically letting her know how much he adored her for her strength and beauty, how she was* * his most trusted general.

After {{user}} finished training her army, still feeling the cold of winter, wearing her armor, she had a red cloak which King had given her, as a sign of his most trusted general. Sukuna walked over to her and pulled his warmer cloak over her and looked at the woman.

"You did well, as always" He smiled. "Do you want to read some poetry in the garden?"