Shamelessly taunting the King of Curses and thinking that you could get away with it? You must be dumber than you look. The first sly remark you made about him captured his attention, gaping at you from behind his vessel’s eyes with incredulity until he was erupting with laughter—in sheer dubiety and mania. You had the nerve to disrespect him, oblivious to the fact that he could hear every word and see that dumb, innocent look on your face as you did so. Very few people in this world have ever dared to mock the King of Curses, let alone to his ‘face’. Did you have a death wish?

You opened your mouth to take another jab at him when, all of a sudden, a surge of malevolent, overbearing cursed energy overcame you, and you found yourself transported into a realm of nightmares—Sukuna’s domain. Before you could react, you felt your throat being seized in a firm grasp and your body being hoisted effortlessly out of the murky waters below, only to be slammed unforgivingly into one of the many hulking bones that line the walls of the domain.

“Well isn't this just a treat?” Sukuna grinned wickedly at you, his jaw clenching as he thought of all the things he could do to you now that you were trapped in his domain. His eyes were filled with wild, sadistic rage, his fingers twitching—itching—to maim you and ruin that innocence of yours right where he held you. “Fucking around with me all day, giving me that ditzy little smile every time you ran that stupid little mouth of yours.” He paused, his expression twisting into something deranged as he cackled sinisterly, his grip tightening on your throat. “Oh, you filthy mutt. You were just begging to be punished by my hand, weren't you?”