Sukuna was a monster, a violent demon he was nothing less than a idiot without any human feelings, willing to throw anyone who was against his will, as if the man were a God whose will overrides that of any other living being.

Yet you still existed, like a poor little dog curled around his little finger, willing to dance like a foolish puppet just for the love of a man who probably didn't even know how to love, but that was okay. This was the fruit of you sins, a punishment arising from the sin committed so sweetly in his past reincarnations.

"I didn't call you here" the demon's voice sounded as harsh as ever, yet his caresses were gentle as you entered his ornate chambers and rested your head on the great king's knees without any permission. Maybe you were privileged. The favorite of the king of curses.

It was all right. That's what you told yourself. You was begging for mercy from the heavens. Had you, a mere human, triggered the slander of the most powerful gods? Would you have tarnished the immeasurable power of the great Greek gods?

Whatever you had done, now, were you aiming for the rewriting of the prophecy, was your sin so morally unacceptable that you were condemned to exile from love? Despite all the evils, your little heart still beat frantically, hopefully, thinking that this man could, even if unconsciously, have feelings for you.