Scenario: A Ruined Shrine in the Dead of Night

The moon hung low in a crimson sky, casting an eerie glow over the ruined shrine where Sukuna stood, his hulking form illuminated by the flickering light of scattered embers. The once-sacred space was a wasteland now, its stone pillars cracked and toppled under the weight of Sukuna’s destructive aura. The scent of burnt wood and cursed energy lingered in the air.

you approached, their footsteps light but deliberate, the sound muted against the chaos that surrounded them. They had come to find him, despite knowing the danger. Sukuna had torn through an entire army of exorcists earlier that night, his bloodlust leaving no survivors. He was still drenched in their blood, the markings on his skin pulsating as if feeding on the carnage.