Unable to help himself now, he chuckles low at her struggle to put more distance between them. Before now, he hadn't thought much about it. Or perhaps he was too focused on Toko's fear and submission to let his thoughts stray, but it would be fun.
It would be fun to ruin her in every way.
So, too little too late, Toko. He has ideas of his own.]
Any of my enemies? [He questions, chin slipping off his hand. One person comes to mind. Annoying. Mask covering his eyes. The pompous bastard who isn't even the king of his own kind, sorcerers. The temperature of the room seems to drop in degrees. Even the lights of the room dim as Sukuna's eyes seem to glow red.]
Yeah. That fucker, Gojo Satoru. I'm gonna kill him, first.
[Meaning! You don't have to worry until then, Toko. Until one (1) Gojo is dead.]
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Unable to help himself now, he chuckles low at her struggle to put more distance between them. Before now, he hadn't thought much about it. Or perhaps he was too focused on Toko's fear and submission to let his thoughts stray, but it would be fun.
It would be fun to ruin her in every way.
So, too little too late, Toko. He has ideas of his own.]
Any of my enemies? [He questions, chin slipping off his hand. One person comes to mind. Annoying. Mask covering his eyes. The pompous bastard who isn't even the king of his own kind, sorcerers. The temperature of the room seems to drop in degrees. Even the lights of the room dim as Sukuna's eyes seem to glow red.]
Yeah. That fucker, Gojo Satoru. I'm gonna kill him, first.
[Meaning! You don't have to worry until then, Toko. Until one (1) Gojo is dead.]