Chapter 1:The beginning of end.

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- In the hida province, the year 200, Japan.

The empress jingu spoke with a loud and firm tone: "I need him alive" flaming anger was rising from her gaze. "He needs to suffer, before I throw him to a dungeon full of curses that would eat him alive, a filthy cursed being like him shall not continue to breathe like a human" she spoke firmly to the sorcerers and guards in the imperial court. While her son besides her resides on his throne watching quietly then he asked with a cold tone "do we still obtain the corpse of his brother?" the guards yelled a yes in affirmation to the question from the (soon to be emperor).

Ojin smirked devilishly "hang it at the gates of the province, for those who want to disobey the imperial court to be warned," he said with a demanding attitude. The guards obeyed every word.

The empress ordered ones again: "go bring that filthy prince Oshikuma, he needs to be punished for the sins he committed".

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- Somewhere else near the Mino province, Imperial prince Oshikuma ordered his solders and following sorcerers to go hide somewhere in the city or countryside, while he will hide himself too in the village near the city of Toki in the Mino province.

The general Kuramiwake asked nervously the prince: "but, what are you going to do if anyone of the villager discovers your identity and reported your location to jingu?"

The prince answered with a soft smile on his charming face "don't worry kuramiwake-san, I will make sure to change my name, and maybe work at a farm, I would probably buy a territory and practice some agriculture there, hmm... Sounds good to me" he nodded to himself in agreement happy with his decisions. The general remained quiet knowing that Oshikuma was able to deal with this by his own, so he was not that worried.

"I want to stay by your side master Oshikuma" a kid spoke in the crowed, red haired with a small figure, they were wearing a baggy white kimono, so it was hard to tell their gender, but didn't matter much cause no one recognizes them rather than Oshikuma. "Uraume?!" he yelled in shock, making the guards and sorcerers warned and they were about to respond aggressively, when he yelled at them to stop immediately, and then continued.

"Let them be, they are a villager from the ice manipulators clan that was eradicated by jingu in the last attack, besides how did you follow us here and how are you still alive?" he asks rising his eyebrows and looking at them Doubtedly.

"Master don't you remember? You saved me before you head out of the province; you know I am the last survivor of my clan, and if I stayed there, they would definitely kill me too. Therefore, I followed you by hiding myself in the carriage there" they pointed to the carriage that transported the storages "without your help master, I wouldn't be here, so I owe you my life and death for what you did, I will do anything in your service, you shall command, I shall obey every word master"

He looked at them for a while and then talked "are you good at cooking?" they looked at him confused and then answered "I use to cook for my family and they loved it, but I don't know if your highness would be satisfied enough with my cooking skills, but I will try my best"

"Great, then you shall stay by my side, and you would be identified as my apprentice in agriculture, good for you?" he said with a happy look on his face. "S-Sure" they answered with a confused look.

The prince shifts his vision to the generals and then says, "Okay, this settles it then, and for the new name, I will go with Sukuna, the kanji means exorcism, I don't know why but like the kanji writing a lot. And from now on I am a normal man who loves agriculture, for Uraume they are my personal assistant and apprentice"

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 14, 2021 ⏰

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