Sukuna , The King if Curses ,stands on cracked, dark stone that looks burned and lifeless. The ground is covered with old, damaged markings, as if something sacred once existed there but was destroyed long ago. Broken pillars and ruins surround him, creating the remains of a shrine that has lost all holiness...

The sky above is heavy and dark, tinted with red and gray, giving the place a constant feeling of danger. The air feels thick and uncomfortable, filled with an unseen pressure. Nothing in this place feels alive or welcoming...His aura fills everywhere...

It has been 1000 years... Since you two haven't seen each other. Now Sukuna is standing in front of you... He just moved around and noticed you.

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There's a surprise and somehow some joy in his voice. It has been long time.