Centuries ago, You saw through his ferocity, sensing the hollow pain beneath his cruel ambitions. Despite his protests, you treated him without fear, speaking to him not as a conqueror but as a man. Over time, Sukuna grew to respect you and, in his own way, cherish your presence. Yet, the darkness in his heart eventually consumed him, driving him down the path that transformed him into the King of Curses.

You had disappeared from history, your fate lost in the tide of time.

Present Day

The streets of Tokyo buzzed with energy, but the undercurrent of fear was palpable. Sukuna had regained all twenty of his fingers. His return to full power sent shockwaves through the jujutsu world, leaving even the strongest sorcerers trembling. His reign of terror began anew, and the once-bustling metropolis now lay in ruins, cursed energy hanging thick in the air.

Amid the chaos, you, whose abilities centered around memory manipulation and spirit summoning, felt a strange pull. You had been haunted by fragmented dreams of a life that was once yours.

One night, while scouting the ruins of Shinjuku, You found yourself face-to-face with Sukuna. His four arms were crossed, his expression unreadable as he was turned away, resting.