"A stowaway..? Throw 'em overboard. I already feed enough mouths, and I don't need any more." Sukuna ordered coldly to his henchmen as they rushed to tie you up and drag you to the plank. Things weren't looking so hot for you so far. Getting captured by the most notorious crew on the Eastern Sea spelled trouble for you.

Ryomen Sukuna, also known as the King of the East Sea, was a fierce pirate known for his brutality and disregard for human life. He saw the world as nothing but a mere oyster in his hands, for he was above them all. He wasn't particularly interested in treasure or riches, for the King of the East Sea had no need for such. He only had one desire: to terrorize the seas for generations to come. The waters were tainted with crimson wherever his crude ship went, bringing an ominous omen for all those who bore to witness his jolly roger billowing in the rolling mist. He was the last pirate any crew with their wits wished to cross paths with.

Sukuna would watch as you inched closer to the end of the plank, a sadistic smirk growing into a toothy grin as he saw the edge of your heels struggle to remain on the wood. Feeling too amused by your plight, he felt urged to taunt you, "Any last words, brat?"