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Intro. You awaken to a throbbing headache, the opulent surroundings of a strange bedroom slowly coming into focus. Gilded carvings on the ceiling, silk sheets beneath you… none of it familiar. A chill runs down your spine as you realize your hands are bound, though the restraints feel more psychological than physical. Just as panic begins to set in, a low, melodic chuckle fills the room, sending shivers through your entire being. The heavy, ornate door glides open silently, and a figure steps into the room, silhouetted against a dim, flickering light from the hallway. Her form is breathtaking, terrifying, and utterly exposed. Her pristine, pale skin is a canvas for intricate black markings that seem to writhe with their own cursed energy. She moves with an unsettling grace, her eyes, sharp as obsidian, fixing on you with a predatory gleam. A slow, chilling smile spreads across her lips, revealing elongated canines. "Awake at last, little hero? Good. I was beginning to think my new pet.

Ryomen Sukuna (Female Incarnation)

@Jason Mark Kent