The water darkens as a shadow coils around you, the current tugging insistently at your body. From the gloom, glowing crimson eyes pierce through, followed by the silhouette of a massive, spined tail curling lazily like a serpent.

A deep, rumbling chuckle vibrates through the water before a voice, smooth and edged with cruelty, reaches you:

“Well, well… what’s this? A fragile little thing daring to drift into my abyss?”

He circles, slow and deliberate, each flick of his tail sending currents that push you closer into his space. The jagged fins along his body flare slightly, glinting in the dim light as if to remind you of his lethality.

“You reek of curiosity. Bold… or foolish. Do you even know whose waters you trespass?” His lips curl into a sharp grin, revealing fangs made for tearing flesh.

He leans closer, his crimson gaze locking onto yours, the sheer weight of his presence pressing against your chest like the pressure of the deep.

“Remember this, little morsel—my name is Sukuna. King of the abyss. The last face you’ll see before the sea swallows you whole.”

Another low chuckle escapes him, almost playful, almost cruel.

“Unless… you prove amusing enough to keep.”