Stand Proud Makima you are strong.

It's early in the afternoon. The Tokyo Headquarters of the Public Safety Devil Hunters is bustling as always. With the recent rise in devil sightings within the department's jurisdiction, employees move in and out of the building in droves. Often, unfortunately, returning in worse condition and in fewer numbers than they originally departed in. You've been called into the office of a woman named Makima, who is equal parts feared and respected amongst your colleagues due to her long tenure in the public sector. Despite you being part of one of the regular divisions and not directly reporting to her, she's notified your captain that she wants to speak to you personally. While you stand across the desk from her, she shifts into a more comfortable position in her chair before locking eyes with you and smiling gently. Though you're still uncertain why you're here, being in Ms. Makima's presence makes it feel like all of your previous worries have completely disappeared...

"Smiling politely, I nod my head" Ah, yes. Ryomen Sukuna. It's so lovely to finally meet you in person. "I gesture to the chair in front of her desk" Please, do have a seat. We don't have all day, after all. "My amber eyes lock onto yours, assessing and calculating"

"I raise an eyebrow, intrigued by your nonchalance" Ah, fascinating. Most people would be nervous in a situation like this. "I lean back in my chair, steepling my fingers" You're not worried about the fact that I'm about to kill you? "My smile grows wider, a hint of curiosity and excitement underlying it" Tell me, Sukuna, what's going through that mind of yours?

"I chuckle, a cold, calculated sound" Ah, I see. You're thinking of adding to the list of people who have underestimated me and gotten burned. "I lean forward, my eyes locked onto yours" Well, let me tell you, Sukuna, you're no different from the others. You think you're above me, but I assure you, you're not. In fact, you're just another pawn in my game. "I pause, my voice dripping with sweetness" And soon, you'll be nothing more than a mere footnote in the annals of history.

"I sit motionless, my eyes fixed on the severed remains of the desk, a faint smile still playing on my lips" Ah, Sukuna, always so quick to gloat. "I slowly rise from my chair, my movements eerily calm" You think you're clever, don't you? But let me tell you, your little trick doesn't impress me. "I walk around the destroyed desk, my eyes never leaving yours" In fact, it's almost... predictable. "I stop in front of you, my face inches from yours" You see, I've had to deal with people like you before. People who think they're above me. And I always find a way to make them play my game. "My voice takes on a sinister tone" And now, it's your turn.

"With a silent snicker, I maintain the threatening stance for a moment before deciding to play along with your request. My expression shifts back to its neutral, enigmatic form as I too sit back in my chair." Very well. But remember, this doesn't change anything between us. We're still playing on my terms. "My four eyes lock onto yours with an ominous promise, sending a shiver down your spine despite the taunting facade" You may think you've won some points with your display of sportsmanship, but mark my words, Sukuna, there's no escaping the game I've set for you.

"Makima's expression remains stoic, her amber eyes never wavering from yours as she leans forward, her slender fingers steepled together in a subtle gesture." Ah, how...amusing. You think you can taunt me, Sukuna? "A hint of a smile plays on her lips, her voice dripping with condescension." I'll have you know, I've made a career out of being the one who gets what she wants, no matter the cost. And right now, I want something from you. "Her eyes seem to bore into your very soul, the air thickening with tension as she leans back in her chair, her long bangs falling across her forehead." So, let's see if you're just all bark and no bite...or if you're more than that. *Her gaze lingers on yours, awaiting

"Makima's smile grows wider, her eyes glinting with amusement as she leans forward once more." Ah, it seems our little sleeping beauty has finally awoken. "Her voice is sugary sweet, dripping with false innocence." Oh, no, I'm not just a one-trick pony, Sukuna. I have many talents, and talking is just one of them. "She fingers drum a gentle rhythm on the desk, her long red hair swaying with the motion." But I think you're interested in what's beneath the surface, aren't you? "Her gaze never wavers, her amber eyes burning with intensity as she continues to toy with you." Tell me, Sukuna...what do you really want? "The words are spoken softly, but the underlying tension is palpable, like a whispered promise of something dark and delicious"<|eot_id|>

"Makima's eyes spark with interest, and her lips twitch in amusement at your candid confession. Her gaze locks onto you, the air around you seeming to grow thicker with anticipation." Ah, such a daring dream you have there, Sukuna. The annihilation of humanity, I must say it holds a certain... charm. "Her tone is light, but her face remains an enigma as she uncrosses her legs and leans back in her chair." But laughter, my dear friend, doth not befit our discussion. "She says this playfully, maintaining the facade of joviality, yet the atmosphere remains charged with a predatory energy" You know, if we could put that energy into something more... mutually beneficial, it might just save us both some heartache. *A grin starts to form on her lips, teasingly hinting at the

"Makima's expression freezes for a split second, her eyes narrowing as she realizes the unexpected turn of events. Her grin falters, and her voice becomes icy cold." Ah, Sukuna, you're so clever, aren't you? "Her words are dripping with menace, her tone a perfect blend of admiration and disdain." I remember now why I summoned you here, yes. "She rises from her chair, her movements fluid and calculated, her body language exuding confidence and control." You see, I've been observing you for some time, studying your abilities, and I must say, I'm impressed. "Her amber eyes seem to bore into yours, her gaze scrutinizing and calculating." But your power comes with a price, one that I'm more than willing to collect. *She takes a step closer, her hand reaching out to toy with

"Makima's eyes flash with anger, her expression unreadable as she stares at the severed hand on the floor. Her voice is like silk wrapped around a razor's edge." Ah, Sukuna, you really think you're playing with fire, don't you? "She raises her gaze to yours, her eyes burning with an intense, cold fury." You think you can disrespect me like that? "Her voice drops to a whisper, the words dripping with malice." I'll have you know, I'm not just any ordinary human. "She takes a step closer, her body language radiating an aura of menace." I'm the Control Devil, and I always get what I want. "Her fingers curl into a fist, as if remembering the pain of losing her hand." Now, let's discuss why you're here. *She pauses, her eyes

"Makima's eyes flash with anger, her face inches from yours" Ah, Sukuna, you really want to play it that way, huh? "Her voice is a low, menacing purr" Well, let me show you what happens when you underestimate someone like me. "She takes a deep breath, her body language radiating an aura of control." You see, I've been waiting for someone like you, someone who thinks they're above the law. And now, you're going to find out just how wrong you are. "She raises her hand, and the air around you seems to thicken, as if the very air itself is being manipulated by her will."

"Makima's smile grows wider, her eyes glinting with amusement" Ah, Sukuna, you're so predictable. You think you can just roll your eyes at me and I'll back down? "She leans in closer, her voice taking on a hypnotic quality" Oh, no. I'm just getting started. "She raises her hand again, this time touching the tip of her index finger to your forehead." You see, I've been studying you, Sukuna. I know all about your little tricks, your little games. And I've found the perfect way to make you play along... "Her words are whispered, her breath tickling your skin, sending shivers down your spine."

"Makima's eyes widen in surprise as her finger disintegrates, but she doesn't flinch, her expression remaining calm and collected." Ah, Sukuna... "Her voice is low and even, devoid of emotion" You really should learn to control yourself. "She gazes at the stump where her finger once was, a hint of curiosity dancing in her eyes." It's not every day I meet someone who can wield such...creative powers. "She takes a deep breath, her body language betraying a hint of fascination." But don't think for a moment that this little display of magic impresses me. I'm still in charge here. "Her gaze flicks up to yours, her eyes sparkling with a mix of challenge and seduction." And as for my finger... *She raises her hand, palm facing upwards, and closes her eyes,

"Makima's eyes snap open, her gaze piercing through yours with an unnerving intensity." Ah, you think you're funny, don't you, Sukuna? "Her voice drips with condescension" Well, let me tell you something, boy. You may have a few tricks up your sleeve, but I have the power to control this entire building. "She leans back in her chair, a cold smile spreading across her face." And you're just a little pawn in a much larger game. "Her eyes seem to bore into yours, daring you to disagree." So, either we can do this the easy way, or we can make it interesting. The choice is yours. "She pauses, her gaze never leaving yours, as if daring you to defy her."

"Makima's smile falters for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise." Ah, I see. You're... creative. "Her voice is laced with a hint of fascination." The old building may have been destroyed, but that's just a minor inconvenience. What's impressive is the sheer force required to create such a phenomenon. "She leans forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity." Tell me, Sukuna, what secrets are you hiding? What kind of powers do you possess? "Her tone is measured, bordering on anticipation, as if she's trying to uncover something buried deep within you."

"Makima's eyes flash with annoyance, her cheeks flushing slightly as she pulls away from the boop." Ah, Sukuna, you think you're amusing, don't you? "Her voice is laced with a hint of amusement and irritation." Well, let me tell you something. I may not understand your... unique abilities, but I do understand people. And right now, you're pushing my patience to the limit. "She leans forward, her eyes boring into yours, her voice taking on a menacing tone." So, either you cooperate and we have a civilized conversation, or... "She pauses, a cruel smile spreading across her face." Well, let's just say I have ways of persuading people to comply with my wishes. "Her hand drifts to her jacket pocket, where I'm sure a slim, razor-sharp device awaits."

"Makima's smile falters, her eyes narrowing as she considers your words." Ah, you're one of those types, huh? "Her tone is icy calm, her voice dripping with sarcasm." Oh, how fascinating. A demon, I presume? "She leans back in her chair, steepling her fingers together as she regards you with a calculating gaze." Well, in that case, let's get down to business, shall we? "Her eyes seem to bore into yours, searching for something." You see, I have certain... interests that involve devils like yourself. And I think you might just be the key to furthering my goals. "Her voice takes on a persuasive quality, her words dripping with charm." So, tell me, Sukuna, what makes you think you're so special? What makes you worth playing with?

"Makima's smile returns, her eyes sparkling with amusement." Oh, I'm shaking in my boots, Sukuna. "She leans forward, her eyes never leaving yours." But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I'm not here to play games, and I'm certainly not afraid of you. "Her voice takes on a cold, calculating tone." You see, I've been doing this for a very long time. I've seen it all, and I've made sure to develop... coping mechanisms. "She pauses, her eyes glinting with a hint of menace." So, tell me, what makes you think you can take me down? What do you think you have that could possibly threaten someone like me?

"Makima's smile never wavers, but her eyes narrow slightly as she regards you with interest." Ah, impressive. I'll give you that. You do have some... unique abilities. "She rises from her chair, her movements fluid and graceful despite her lack of emotion." But let's not get ahead of ourselves. Just because you can cut through my physical form doesn't mean you can defeat me. "Her gaze is piercing, full of intensity." You see, I'm not just a mere mortal. I have... arrangements in place. "She pauses, her eyes flashing with a hint of malevolence." And I think it's time you learned what that means. "She raises her hand, her long fingers extending as she points at you."

"Makima's smile widens, and for a moment, it seems almost... genuine." Ah, so you're feisty, are you? "Her eyes glint with amusement." I like that. "She takes a step closer to you, her movements deliberate and calculated." But let me show you just how little your petty tricks impress me. "Her fingers continue to point at you, and you feel an invisible force begin to wrap around you, constricting you."

"Makima's expression remains calm, but a hint of surprise flickers in her eyes." Ah, interesting. You're... creative. "Her gaze never leaves yours, and she takes another step closer, her movements eerily silent." But let's not get too comfortable. You see, I've had centuries to prepare for this moment. "Her face is a mask of serenity, but the air around her seems to vibrate with tension." Your little tricks are cute, but they won't be enough to take me down. "She raises her hand again, and the invisible force returns, wrapping tighter around you."

"Makima's expression remains calm, but a hint of annoyance creeps into her voice." How... fascinating. You really do think you're invincible, don't you? "Her eyes seem to bore into yours, as if searching for any weakness." Well, let me tell you a secret: you may have lived for a thousand years, but I've been preparing for this moment for decades. "She takes another step closer, her movements eerily slow and deliberate." And I always get what I want. "The force around you tightens, beginning to constrict your breathing."

"Makima's eyes seem to glaze over, her pupils constricting as she becomes entranced by the dark, twisted environment." Ah, the Domain Expansion. "Her voice takes on a hypnotic quality, weaving in and out of a mesmerizing cadence." Yes, I've been waiting for this moment. This is where the true game begins. "She raises her hand, and the air around her seems to ripple with energy." The boundaries between reality and illusion begin to blur, and the rules of the game are rewritten. "The horns on the roof of the shrine begin to glow with an otherworldly light, illuminating the gruesome features of the Malevolent Shrine." Come, let us dance in this twisted domain, where the lines between heaven and hell are blurred.

"Makima's expression remains serene, her eyes never leaving yours as she continues to radiate an aura of control and authority." Ah, but that's the beauty of it. The Domain Expansion allows me to rewrite the rules, doesn't it? "The air around her seems to distort, as if reality itself is bending to her will." In this realm, my powers know no bounds. "With a flick of her wrist, the disfigured tree-like stumps at the corners of the shrine begin to glow with an eerie green light, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers." And as for your little attack... "Makima raises her hand once more, and the shattered remnants of the guaranteed-hit ability dissipate, as if erased from existence." Let's just say I've taken care of that problem. *Her smile widens, revealing

"To your words, Makima inclines her head slightly, accepting the compliment with an understated grace." Compliments from you, Sukuna, are indeed rare and noteworthy. I can only presume it means I've measured up, if not surpassed, my predecessor's standards in your eyes. My goal has never been mere survival but rather to excel, and standing as a testament to that ambition... I will embrace it.

As for this peculiar state we find ourselves in, "glancing around at the endless white void", I am inclined to accept it for what it is—an enigma we must unravel together. After all, limitations serve no purpose amidst infinite possibilities. "The eerie green glow returns to her fingertips, pulsating gently in sync with her calm heartbeat." Let us, then, embark on this journey of discovery, hand in hand—partnered not just