beauty standards? who even cares at this point. everyone ends up looking disastrous once they get older. even the best looking people gain wrinkles. there's no point in looking beautiful. there's no point in anything. unless you find something meani...
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YUJI ITADORI HAD TO DIE.
he ate the finger. ryomen sukuna's finger. and he's taken control. he had to be exorcised immediately. but none of you could move. shocked. too shocked to even think of anything.
the moonlight suddenly showed. the clouds moved out of the way. showing the tattoos now on yuji's body. four eyes appearing instead of two. a new voice. a different one. he giggled. laughed. then cackled. like a true maniac.
"ah, i knew it! light feels best in the flesh!" sukuna had exclaimed.
this was really messed up. he's been incarnated. for reals.
sukuna had ripped off yuji's hoodie. revealing the...perfect athlete's body he actually had. what workouts does this kid do? or was he naturally built like that? oh, the envy. "a cursed spirit's flesh is no fun. where are the people? the women?!" he stepped up into the railings of the roof, looking out into the city. "women and children are crawling everywhere like maggots. marvelous! it'll be a massacre!" he laughed again, looking around. noticing you. your sword. that sword.
"oh? that bow. those wings. it's you," sukuna sneered with a grin. you couldn't tell if it was a bad sign or a worse sign. either way, it fucking scared the shit out of you. because what. the. hell. the ryomen sukuna was interested in you? your weapon? the wings on it, the feathers that appeared as wings? was it your technique? god, now you hated your technique. might as well die now.
sukuna was about to approach you before he grabbed his own face. but he was surprised. so, maybe he didn't. he fell back onto his feet and off the railings.
"what do you think you're doing?" yuji's voice had returned. "don't talk to (surname) like that. give my body back."
"how are you able to move?" sukuna questioned, bewildered of this teenager suppressing him. the king is curses.
"i mean, it's my body," yuji said in a matter-of-fact tone. it was like watching someone argue with themself. it would've been funny if it didn't include sukuna.
"don't move! you're no longer human!" megumi commanded, getting on his knees and ready to summon his shikigami.
"huh?" yuji's voice hummed, turning to him.
"under jujutsu regulations, yuji itadori, i will exorcise you as a curse!"
"hold up! i'm just fine!" yuji said, throwing his hands up as a sign of harmlessness. the tattoos on his body disappeared slowly. huh... "besides, we're all pretty beat up. let's get to a hospital," he continued. he looked normal. except those new slits under his eyes. probably to showcase where sukuna's eyes would be if he were to take control again.
