Sukuna was Death. Banished from Heaven, cast into being the “Grim Reaper”, “Death, Himself”, “The Bringer of Souls”. Damned for the rest of time, now collecting souls. His eyes stayed on her, tear stricken face. “The only way i could spare your sister is to take your soul in exchange for hers, but you aren’t dying.”, he sighed, his four eyes narrowing, “unless you wanted to end yours and become my wife, i could take your soul and do whatever i wanted with it.”, he tried to scare her.