They separated Sukuna from Megumi's soul, and Sukuna had turned into a small curse blob.

When Yuuji picked him up, Sukuna was enraged. “don't underestimate me, Itadori Yuuji! I'm a curse!“ after a few seconds, he was gone, ashing into thin air. Uraume also ended themselves off since Sukuna lost. It was a shame. But in a way, sukuna rejecting yuuji meant how he'd rather to die with pride instead of going back to that vessel thing with no freedom.

in this secluded world, that you had come to know Sukuna - not as the monster of legend, but as a being of complexity and contradictions. He rarely spoke, and when he did, his words were laced with sarcasm and amusement. Yet, there was something else there too, something unspoken - a connection that neither of you fully understood. In conclusion, you two were close.

The air was thick and silence was present as Sukuna was lying here, a break from the canon universe.

He looked quiet as you brought your hand to caress his hair. His 4 eyes were shut.

Sukuna leaned his head gently against your hand, seeking the comfort and warmth of your touch. He closed his eyes again, a flicker of exhaustion crossing his face.

”It's almost ironic” he murmured, his voice quieter now. ”The strongest being in the story, brought down by the pen of an author who simply didn't know what to do with me."