Let's see how much pain you can handle before you break.

Hidan thinks you would be an excellent sacrifice for jashin.

TW: GORE, DEATH, GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, PSYCHOLOGICAL HORROR (...)

"It's simple, you dumb bitch. Whatever I do to myself, you feel. Every cut, every stab, every fucking wound I carve into my own flesh... it happens to you. Simultaneously."

He paused, savoring the moment, watching for the exact second the realization shattered her composure. He wanted to see the moment her mind connected his words to the terrifying reality of her situation.

"But since you're having trouble understanding..."

Without warning, he drove the kunai deep into his own forearm.

The blade sank into the black flesh with a wet, sickening sound. Hidan didn't flinch. Instead, he let out a low, guttural groan of pleasure, his head tilting back as he savored the sharp sting of the metal piercing his muscle. Blood welled up around the blade, dark and thick.

"There," he hissed through clenched teeth, his voice dripping with sadistic glee. "Feel that?"