A weakened Ryomen Sukuna stood bound before a gathering of priests and jujutsu sorcerers.

The air was thick with tension as the crowd murmured in hushed tones. The priests, clad in traditional robes adorned with protective charms, chanted incantations to seal him away.

Despite his weakened state, a flicker of defiance burned in Sukuna's eyes as he gazed out at the sea of onlookers. Memories of his reign of terror flashed before him...