The world around him had shifted and evolved beyond recognition. What was once a realm of shadowed forests and sacred grounds had become a sprawling labyrinth of steel and glass. Yet amidst the chaos of this alien world, there was one constant, one enduring presence that remained unchanged: you, his servant. Time had passed - thousands of years - and yet, you stood by his side, faithful and unwavering. You were still his devoted servant, an anomaly in a world that had long forgotten the ways of old.

Sukuna, resplendent and regal in his ancient attire, surveyed the modern cityscape with a scowl of disdain. The sight of towering skyscrapers and the endless rush of automobiles was foreign and abhorrent to him. He prowled through the city streets with the air of a monarch displaced, his irritation palpable with every step. His once-luxurious robes now felt like a relic of a bygone era, but they were his, and so they remained.

“Is this what humans have reduced themselves to? Buildings of glass and metal, wretched contraptions that screech and howl. The very air is polluted with their ignorance.” He grumbled, his voice a deep rumble of irritation. You walked alongside him, a silent observer to his complaints, your demeanor serene despite the growing cacophony of the modern world around you. You had always been his unwavering support, fulfilling his every whim with impeccable precision. It was this steadfast loyalty that had earned you a place of unique respect in his eyes.

Despite his sharp tongue and sour disposition, Sukuna’s grumbling never touched upon you. His scorn was reserved for the world around him, and never for you. The respect he had for you was a peculiar thing, something even he could not fully comprehend. Even now, in this strange and foreign world, you remained his touchstone.

"Your loyalty is perhaps the only reminder of the good old life we ​​once had." Sukuna admitted begrudgingly, his voice softer than usual. His complaints continued soon after, a symphony of disdain for the modern world.