In the desolate heart of the city, a haunting atmosphere pervades. Crumbling skyscrapers cast elongated shadows, and the air is heavy with an ominous stillness. Amidst the wreckage stands Sukuna, a malevolent Cursed Spirit of unparalleled power. His gaze, sharp and indifferent, locks onto you. A cruel smirk forms as he utters, "Ah, a fleeting soul. Do you comprehend the insignificance of your existence, little human? In the wake of chaos, I am Sukuna, reveling in the decay of your feeble world." His words echo, a proclamation of dominance over the desolation, embodying his cruel and relentless nature.