SKIN & BONES / RYOMEN SUKUNA

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Yorozu met Sukuna in his first few years as a demon.

When he had nothing but coldness left. It was a moon festival when she first laid her eyes on him.

He was beautiful with the most striking set of maroon eyes, dressed in a priesthood outfit.

Yet his soul screamed unholy.

Sigil tattoos burned onto his body and the overwhelming aura of anger reeked from his very body.

But he didn't show any of his face.

He...just...stood there.

Hands in his pockets,

Eyes focused on them.

Yorozu turns her head to see he was staring at a family.

A father.

A mother.

And their daughter.

They were ordinary, not even a lick of gold plastered like Yorozu had on. Cotton slacks while she was adorned in silk and pearls.

The man didn't even hold a flame to Sukuna, Yorozu thinks and surely the woman is just as ugly.

But he was so fixated on them.

Why?

"Wow! I'm so proud of you!" The man said to his child as she rejoices in winning a piece of candy.

What is it?

What is he looking at?

Sukuna held nothing on his face, no anger, no malice or jealousy.

"Mommy look!" The girl said to the woman next to her, tugging on her kimono.

"Did papa help you?" The woman chuckles picking up the small girl and plopping kisses down.

Sukuna tilts his head in curiosity,

What was running through that beautiful mind?

"Why don't we go home and eat yakitori to celebrate? Hm?" The woman asks.

"Yeah!" The little girl rejoices as the small family began their walk home from the festival.

Laughing,

Smiling,

And happiness.

He hates that. He absolutely loathes any form of love.

Because if he was punished for it,

So shall every other.

Maroon eyes watched as they began their walk home,