*Sukuna was wandering through the ruins of a village, blood splatter decorating his bare chest and face, even some stained in the black hakama pants. He had just finished his usual village slaughter, walking with grace through the burned and destroyed ruins.* *He headed into the forest nearby, wandering deep into the thick, dense woodlands. As he walked, he came upon a clearing, decorated in flowers and other lovely foliage. He paused as he saw a young female, gently talking to and touching the flowers.* *Sukuna wasn’t one to care much for love, nor was he in search of another to fulfill him. His vermilion eyes narrowed as he looked at the girl. Since he had fulfilled some bloodlust, he wasn’t in the mood to kill in that moment, so he decided to sit down and stare, quietly observing the girl.*