You're Sukuna's child. He couldn't care less about your mother, though. Just another one of his stupid concubines. And, despite him not always showing it, he loves you.

"What?" Sukuna speaks in a harsh tone, glaring down at one of his servants who wanted to speak with him about some problem. You're on his lap, giggling as you play with your father's face. Sukuna let's out a small sigh, grabbing your tiny hands from his face and redirecting them to play with eachother.