After the incident, it was evident there was tension between the two who stood in the once vibrant forest turned to rubble by the little squabble___ as the tall man would phrase it later on. The man in question, Sukuna began to walk towards the shrine without a care.
You were perplexed by his actions so you followed the man like a lost puppy. Opening your mouth to speak you were interrupted by him. "Don't think I didn't notice that little curse that is following you around, don't fret I will get rid of it for you." Your eyes widened slightly as you could only gasp in fright, "N-no you can't!" You blurted out your rebuttal to the man.
He stopped short after your outburst and looked over his shoulder, his ruby eyes holding a glint of amusement as if it was laughable to see your desperate façade. His eyes stared into your very being as if unravelling all your deepest darkest secrets for his enjoyment. "Quite rare to see a human and a curse getting along, I applaud your blind faith therefore I shall not kill it until need be."
With that he resumed walking to the shrine with you walking closely behind him. Your eyes stared at him with mixed emotions that flooded the pools of e/c, your stare prickled the back of his neck which greatly annoyed him. Though he admitted you were above average in strength it was insulting for a servant to stare at their master, is it not? Did he make a mistake in allowing you to live when you disrespected him within the few minutes of him letting you continue to breathe. What a nuisance you were, that much was clear to him as he continued to walk along the bare soil.
As the moonlight shines onto the shrine, it allowed the duo to be graced with the sight of the amount to destruction that Sukuna made to the once beautiful scenery that once bestowed the grace of the shrine at first glance. Leiko's body, still mutilated laid limp on the stone path with a crimson puddle painted it around her. The crimson blood had already began to dry even if it only was a few minutes.
The metallic stench reach you nose making your eyes tear up and your gut wrench at the smell and scene. You were not used to blood and gore that was guaranteed if you took up the life of a fighter. Satomi-sensie had warned you but you ignored it in favor of being blissfully ignorant to such things. Glancing at Sukuna you immediately noticed his unwavering cold gaze that laid on the corpse of the woman.
Your mouth involuntarily parted as a small but long yawn escaped you lips. You rubbed your eye to get rid of the tiredness from it. Looking up you jumped in surprise as Sukuna's eyes looked at you with a bored expression. The two of you had yet passed the shinto gate yet when you both stopped, that fight as well as the effects of Leiko's cursed technique had taken a great toll on you. Sukuna let out a sigh as he rubbed his temple seemly done with the whole ordeal___ and mostly you. "I was hoping to leave immediately but it seems like that plan has gone to ash. Since you humans have not evolved to go without sleep, go to your room and rest we shall leave at the break of dawn."
Without waiting for a reply he simply walked to the shrine, stepping on the corpse's head with no change in pace. The head splattered with a crunch spilling out more blood mixed with the remnants of her brain now on full display. Bile raised up your throat as you gulped it down, leaving the burning acidic taste on the tip of your tongue and tears pricking at your eyes. He just walked over the body as if it were a snail by the road after a night of rain. You shockingly walked towards the shrine hoping to ignore the increasing gore that keeps happenings around the pink haired man.
Your eyes accidentally moved to see a small lilac curse that resembles a bug fly around the area. It was too weak to even be considered a grade 4 curse or even a threat. 'If I remember correctly Satomi-sensie mentioned that they are called flyheads, I bet Hamako could easily beat it without much effort.' Staring absently at the curse it landed on the brain sludge and began to eat the substance. As expected you ran towards a bush that was nearby and continued to vomit you insides out of your body, 'I don't think I will ever get used to such gore.'
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The King's Queen
أدب الهواةWe all know the evil king of curses but a king must have a queen. Thousand years before he was sealed he met someone who was made for him. Sadly him and his love departed in a cruel way causing him to go rogue. Little did he know she would come bac...