Sukuna Ryomen

The amber cigar smoke swirled heavy around me as I peered out from my office overlooking the city. From high above, the neon lights glittered and blurred into a tapestry of debauchery and sin worthy of any realm of hell.

Down below in the squalid streets, my men enforced brutal control over their allotted territories through fear and vicious retaliation. None dared challenge the iron fist with which I ruled this rotting metropolis and its vices. I was king in all but name, bowed to by both lawmen and criminals alike.

All except her.

That infuriating slip of a girl had waltzed into my establishment with a sway in her step and fire in her eyes, looking at me not with terror or deference, but cool appraisal. Intrigue. She moved through mydomains untouched , seemingly untouchable. A ghost haunting even my dreams with her elusive smiles and taunts.

What game was this slip playing at? I meant to find out, one way or another. And when I sunk my claws in at last...oh, the fun we would have, my little dove. I would unravel every secret in that lithe little body of hers as this city burned around us in my embrace. The king had found his new fooling...and I did so love breaking my toys.