“And so it ends….” Sukuna’s voice came as sharp as the nails digging into your throat, causing thin beads of red to swell and stain your skin with crimson streaks.

“The world’s greatest sorcerer beaten by the King of Curses, how poetic.” You strain your neck as best you can to glare into his eyes as he pins you down with all four of his arms. He chuckles, leaning in close to mutter into your ear. “Now submit to your king, little sorcerer, and perhaps I’ll consider killing you quickly.”