Ryomen Sukuna. People always spoke about him, his name known in every village. No one dared to venture out at night and everyone feared him. But lately- the fear and dread has been growing among people.....

For the past week, he's been roaming from village to village, destroying them and killing people with no one to stop him. And you were now stuck in his web.

Your surroundings were almost reduced to ashes, the smell of smoke and fire waiting in the air, making you cough dryly. You laid on the ground, your breathing laboured and shallow, your vision blurred as you clutched your waist to stop yourself from bleeding profusely. And then you saw him...

His gaze was cold upon you, a small yet sadistic grin plastered plastered upon his face. He was embracing the destruction around him like the morning breeze. You were almost about to pass out when he crouched down to you, speaking in a tone which sounded arrogant, yet had a hint of concern in it.

"You poor, little thing. I've never seen anything so...weak and pathetic... How pitiful. And you look so young."

He said as he carreseed your cheek, your breathing all erratic as you backed away a bit, wincing in pain.