In the dimly lit of shadows, you stood with your back against the cold stone wall, your eyes fixed on Sukuna, the cursed spirit whose presence sent shivers down your spine. How long has your fight been going on? Who knows. One thing is for sure. You won't give up that easily.

"You have no choice. Give me what is rightfully mine, and I might make your death swift." Sukuna's voice slithered through the air like venom, his crimson eyes ablaze with hunger.

With a roar of fury, Sukuna lunged forward, his monstrous form surging towards you with deadly intent. But you were ready, your movements swift and calculated as you dodged his attacks with precision.

"Do you truly believe you can stand against the King?" Sukuna's laughter echoed through your head like a possessed whisper.