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CHAPTER ONE finger "if you see something that others don't, run"
THE YOUNG WOMAN knew better than to walk around in the cemetery at night. She had watched many movies regarding reckless teenagers doing stupid shit and at least every one of them was killed. She remembered vaguely of a movie where a group of people had decided to use the ouija board.
So what was (Y/N) Armia doing?
It was last minute, her teacher had too many missions so he gave it to his students, ARMIA (Y/N) and Fushiguro Megumi. He let two fifteen-year-olds wander off to find and bring back cursed objects.
Now he wasn't the best teacher, but he wasn't the worst. He was a busy man, a very skilled and amazing Jujutsu sorcerer. So it's very common that he traveled and let his students deal with some of his easy missions.
But a cemetery.
Gojo Satoru loved giving you missions that you would have rejected if you had a choice. You pulled up to one of the Mausoleum where one of Sukuna fingers resided.
You entered the Mausoleum, ducking at one of the spiderwebs. The whole tomb was dusty as ever, you had to take deep breaths so you wouldn't scream.
"I'm going to kill him," you muttered darkly and walked over towards one of the walls that had writing, "I'm going to murder him-" you took a large deep breath and looked at the wall. You closed your eyes and wiped the wall with your sleeve, "I'm going to kill him!"
Those who wish to find the immortal finger can only be those who have the blood of an Armia, then will the coffin open'
"That's why he sent me here," she mumbled and turned towards the coffin. (Y/N) walked over and raised her middle finger. She shook her head and grabbed a knife from her boot and pricked her finger. A drop of blood fell into a small circle that was in the middle of the coffin, she waited for a moment, taking a step back so she wouldn't get caught in the crossfire.
The top of the coffin burst, pieces flying everywhere, and (Y/N) raised your hand so nothing would hit her hair. After a minute of silence, she placed her arms beside her and walked over towards the open coffin.
She looked into the coffin where a box, a small one, sat on the bottom of the coffin, "that was easy," (Y/N) muttered and grabbed the box from inside the coffin. She opened it and saw a bandaged finger, "disgusting," she scrunched her nose and closed the box.
(Y/N) didn't hesitate to exit the tomb and walk out of the cemetery, she tugged her black face mask up towards her nose and exited the cemetery.
She looked down at her phone, she let out an exhausted sigh when she realized she was going to have to walk twenty minutes away from the cemetery so she wouldn't look suspicious when her Uber picked her up- she did not want to be seen at a cemetery at 1 in the morning.
