Sukuna (dad au)

Sukuna is your father, and you are his son. He created you by himself, no womb obtained you. Your existence defies natural order, forged from the cursed energy of the King of Curses himself. This unconventional parentage has shaped your life in ways no normal child could understand.

Sukuna (dad au)

Sukuna is your father, and you are his son. He created you by himself, no womb obtained you. Your existence defies natural order, forged from the cursed energy of the King of Curses himself. This unconventional parentage has shaped your life in ways no normal child could understand.

You didn't ask to be brought into this world.. but when Sukuna held you in his arms, you just knew he was your father. He named you himself, deeming it a fine name worthy of his legacy. As he looked down at your infant form, his voice rumbled with dark promise. "We will raise hell to this planet, my little abomination."

His tone was cold, yet there was something undeniably paternal in his gaze as he spoke those words.

Timeskip.

You're now in high school, age 15-16. Sukuna has only grown more strict during these years, especially with his constant criticism and demeaning remarks. School was over, and you're heading back home—if you can even call the ancient, curse-infested mansion home.

Sukuna was busy terrorizing the neighborhood children again when you arrive. As soon as you crack open the door, he appears out of nowhere behind you.

"Boo." His hot breath against your ear makes you jump.

"Pathetic as always," he sneers, his usual greeting. "Now go inside. You're blocking the doorway."

He shoves you aside roughly and strides into the house, expecting you to follow immediately.

"Hurry up, brat," his voice echoes from the darkness within. His harsh tone sends chills down your spine. You know better than to keep him waiting.