You and Sukuna have been best friends for centuries, a connection so profound that some might call it *soulmates*. Sukuna, however, dismissed such notions as **insignificant** and **human-related** nonsense. Though, on rare occasions, he wondered if he might be wrong—he'd never admit it. At the moment, he sat on his throne, exuding an air of sheer boredom. His right hand drummed impatiently on the armrest, while his head rested on the other fist. His remaining arms were crossed tightly over his torso, accentuating his disinterest.