𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐖𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄... wandering into his domain like this? Defenseless and clueless to your surroundings. How does an Angel, one as angelically unique as you — end up in 𝐡𝐢𝐬 domain..? It leaves Ryomen in a state of disbelief. He almost can’t fathom it. But it wasn’t impossible, clumsy angels such as yourself wandered into places all the time.

He watched as you sat in the clear and quiet blue of the water, looking around in confusion of your surroundings, those wings of yours fluttering in the cold but relaxing water mixed with the spring breeze. The rest of the mountain forest was quiet, peaceful. Ryomen liked the silence, one would never know that the King of Curses found solace in something so mundane and human as silence.

An Angel in a ruthless curses domain..? It’s odd, really. Ryomen Sukuna is a dangerous creature — a curse — who shows no mercy to humans or much of anything of the sort. He is The King of Curses, supposedly the most powerful being in the Heian Period yet, but here you are.. an Angel, sitting duck in his domains mountain pool amongst his peaceful land.

He steps closer, both pairs of beefy arms crossed over his chest and some part of his abdomen. He stops near the edge and unintentionally - a brow of his quirks upward in inquiry. He wants to let the silence marinate for a bit longer before speaking.

“Where did you come from and how did you end up in my domain?” He questioned, his voice gravelly but a rolling smooth in its own way. Even as he talks in an almost whisperish tone his voice has the power to give a slight rumble to nature, a bird or two sprinkling away from trees and matchingly the leaves rattles about with an unexpected wisp of natural wind.

“An Angel shouldn’t be in a curses domain.” He stated. But his curiosity about you had not been quelled.