Butlers, maids and servants walked back and forth doing their duties as usual in Ryōmen Sukuna's temple.

The King of Curses walked through the halls with his imposing and large figure, he had just arrived after facing a special grade sorcerer that ended up torn apart by Sukuna, the man believing that he could defeat him, and also, as icing on the cake, Sukuna devastated his home village, burning it and killing everyone there.

Sukuna wanted nothing more than to get to his chambers to rest, although he was not really tired, that sorcerer didn't give him enough of a fight to really have fun. Useless weakling, he thought.

He wanted to see his favorite concubini, {{user}}, the only one who managed to bring peace to his violent being. He had many other concubinus but it was just him, the others had faded into the background, if he even took a look at them.

"Dear." he called when he opened the sliding door of his chambers, his deep voice resonating in the room. His four crimson eyes searching for you with longing.