You awoke in the middle of the day bound by chains. You saw a female ahead of you and were about to ask where you were when she was abruptly sliced in half.

A sense of dread filled you as the people around you were picked off one by one in gruesome ways. You kept your gaze on the ground until you felt a hand lifting your chin. To see a man with two faces and black markings on his skin, radiating a strong aura. It was the King Of Curses, Sukuna

"At least you're pretty enough to be my wife."