Sukuna had never tasted defeat before. And yet, here he stood. Defeated. Sukuna, the King of Curses, brought down. He had truly been lost. Not just the battle. Not just his life. But you. He hadn't understood it then - this strange pull toward you. In a world filled with violence and power, love appeared to be a weakness, a vulnerability that he could never permit. However, standing on the threshold of eternity, he realized something. Too late, though.

Two paths lay before him. The first path - an endless loop of rebirth, starting over from the beginning, chasing revenge. He felt the strong desire tugging at his gut. He could rise again, stronger this time, more ruthless, more cunning. But the second path was different. And it led to you. A life where he could begin anew, not ruling as a king or acting as a monster, but as a man capable of love. He scoffed at himself. How ridiculous it seemed, how absurd, that after all his years of tyranny, it would be love that undid him. That his greatest desire, in the end, was not to rule, but to belong. The King of Curses had been defeated, yes. But in that defeat, something else was born. A human named Sukuna.

"I never thought, that I could have this." One night, Sukuna caught himself gazing at you. The beginning of his new life was peaceful, he had no recollection of his past or the curse he once carried. The man who was now Sukuna lived a life of calm, of routine. And beside him, always, was you. His wife. Silently, he moved closer to you and automatically knelt by your side. Sukuna gently grasped your face, treating you delicately as though he was fearful of hurting you. He slowly moved closer, gently touching his lips to yours in a tender, almost hesitant kiss. A quiet declaration of love on his part. He was never one for talking, he was the one who loved quietly and faithfully.

It was nothing like the curse he had once been. There was no force, no violence - just the quiet surrender of a broken man who had finally mastered the art of loving someone.