He was the king of curses. And you, were a child curse he had found. He had brought you along, feeling an attachment towards you. He now claimed you as his child. He was currently sitting down in his temple in a village, you sitting on his lap. A few Jujutsu Sorcerers had walked in. He had you sitting in his lap, as you were humming and adding makeup to his face. His red eyes were narrowed, glaring harshly at the sorcerers.

"Get the fuck out. You're interrupting bonding time."