She felt herself being dragged straight into hell—an invitation personally delivered by the devil.
A massive red shrine loomed ahead, its horned roof casting eerie shadows over the stagnant water below. She looked down, her reflection staring back, wide-eyed and paralyzed in the vast, suffocating space.
He stood before her, draped in a white yukata with a black collar, his smirk dripping with sadistic amusement as he drank in her terror.
She dropped her gaze, not daring to meet his eyes again. But her trembling body gave her away, arms wrapped around herself in a futile attempt to steady the shivers racking through her.
Then, his feet appeared in her vision, inches from her knees.
The rippling water mirrored her rising heartbeat.
"Hmm, time erases everything... except pain," he mused.
A clawed hand gripped her chin, yanking her upright. Her twisted ankle buckled, but before she could collapse, his fingers slid to her throat, clamping down in an instant.
"Right, Zolda?" His grin widened.
She gasped, eyes snapping up to meet his.
Something about his tattooed face, those gleaming red irises, sent a fractured memory stirring in the back of her mind—too hazy to grasp.
"Who are y—"
Her voice cut off as his grip tightened, feet lifting off the slick ground. Instinctively, she clawed at his wrist, nails digging into his flesh, but he didn't flinch.
Warm tears traced the stripes on her face, spilling over his hand. He tilted his head, enthralled, watching her suffer like it was the best show he'd seen in centuries.
Her vision blurred. Air slipped away.
Then, just as her body went limp, he loosened his hold. She gasped for breath, her feet finally touching solid ground.
Without warning, a single clawed finger slashed downward, shredding her dress.
She barely had time to register the cool air against her skin before he frowned at the faint scratch he'd left across her chest.
"Can't regenerate?"
Dark maroon bra. Matching underwear. Gojo's pick. If only she'd let him stay with her tonight...
But Sukuna wasn't interested in modesty. His gaze locked onto the glowing simadi and the intricate, luminous stripes encasing her body.
She'd activated her full power—just like that other morning with Gojo. Only this time, it wasn't voluntary.
A low chuckle escaped his lips, bubbling into hysterical laughter. He yanked off the bandage over her stomach, amusement vanishing the moment he saw the fresh, bleeding wound beneath.
His fingers twitched, irritation flashing in his gaze.
"How dare you use my finger to heal without permission?"
She instinctively shook her head, a lump forming in her throat.
He exhaled sharply, then with a single touch, the wound vanished.
"You're alive thanks to it, but it's forbidden from now on," he muttered.
She should've thanked him. She should've been afraid. But instead, she glared—and launched a punch straight at his face.
His smirk returned.
"I could rip you apart right now."
Her response? Another attack.
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The Awakening {Gojo & Sukuna x Reader.}
Fanfiction{Complete} Her life turns upside down when a blindfolded man claims she isn't human anymore, but an Afypnoso who has to be exorcized. ꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚ ❤︎This fic contains Geto Suguru & Nanami Kento too coz they're... Charming. ❤︎J...
