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As Sukuna stared down at the human, there was an odd contemplation in his eyes. It made no sense to him, the state this human was in. Covered in cuts and bruises. He doesn’t care for the human, but the fact of throwing their life away was baffling, after all everyone always begged him to spare their lives. Yet, here they were, begging for the opposite, begging for their death. His nose curled in disgust as he leaned down, inhaling the scent of the human before him. His hand reached out, grabbing their chin and forcing their face to look up at him. His grip was tight, bruising even but the human below him seemed to enjoy that which sent a shiver of discontent down his back.
This.. wasn’t enjoyable. The satisfaction he got wasn’t enjoyable. In fact, he felt more disgust towards this human than any other he had met in a long time. A chance, an opportunity at a life he hadn't had.. and they were throwing it away under the veil of begging him for death. It pissed him off. He wanted them to struggle, to fight, not look up at him with those wide, broken eyes.
"Stop looking at me like that. Stop looking so pathetic, already broken. Let me break you instead." He growled out in frustration, his confusion and anger growing within him.
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