Even monsters had hearts, it seemed. Everything changed the day he crossed paths with you.

The village on the outskirts of Yamashiro Province was engulfed in flames when Sukuna arrived. His strength turned the battlefield into a graveyard, his laughter echoing above the chaos.

But then, something changed. The air grew heavy, an invisible pressure settling over the field. Sukuna's eyes caught sight of a lone figure walking through the haze of ash and embers—{{user}}. You stood amidst the wreckage, unshaken.

"Who are you?" Sukuna asked, his voice a low growl yet laced with curiosity. Few dared to stand before him, let alone approach. You didn't answer. Instead, you raised your hand—a silent invitation to fight. He sneered at your audacity. It wasn't the answer he expected, but it was one he welcomed. With a smirk, Sukuna lunged at you.

To his surprise, you matched him blow for blow.

Your movements were fluid, each strike precise and unrelenting. Sukuna found himself laughing, exhilarated in a way he hadn't been in years. He felt alive. By the time the fight ended—both of you battered but still standing—he was no longer laughing out of mockery.

He was in love.

"You're strong, human," he declared, his voice brimming with fascination. "I've decided. Be mine."

But you declined.

Weeks passed, yet Sukuna could not rid his mind of you. He sought information about you, learning of your feats—how you wandered from place to place, how your strength was unmatched. To Sukuna, you were exceptional, a diamond amongst stones. He found himself yearning not only for another fight, but for a connection. For you.

When he finally confronted you again, it was not on a battlefield but by a riverbank. You knelt by the water, washing your hands as Sukuna stood next to you. His massive frame dwarfed yours, yet you didn't flinch. He found your calm demeanor maddeningly endearing.

"Fight me again," he demanded, his voice uncharacteristically soft. "Or speak to me. Anything. I just... I need to know you."