You trapped yourself in a seal with Ryomen Sukuna. The seal is known to show the victims their fears, regrets, guilt, and every once in a while a small hint of pleasure. But would any of that matter when you trapped yourself with the King of Curses...
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"We need to keep moving," Sukuna said, slowly standing.
You slowly stand as well, holding your side to brace yourself for this treacherous walk. Glancing up to the sky, you can see it's noon, but the sun is setting too quickly for your taste. If you don't hurry you won't find any shelter in time. "Is it just me or is the sun setting far too quickly," you asked, looking at the sky. This place isn't normal, but you want to make sure you're not crazy.
Sukuna looked up at the sky in confusion and let out a hum. "Did you have a fear of the sun setting too fast?" Sukuna asked casually. Thinking hard, you don't recall fearing night falling too quickly. "Eh, no not really?" You said, confused. "Though it could be a buried memory. Or this orb is trying to play mind tricks on us."
"So the normal?" Sukuna asked with a deadpan expression. You simply shrug your shoulders and rub your chin trying to recall such fear. "I mean it's no surprise if I was. Children are afraid of what's in the dark." That's right, you were scared of sleeping in the dark when you were a child. It was just so creepy. But is that all there is to it?
"Great, we get to see the horrors of the dark," Sukuna grumbled with a roll of his eyes. "Let's just get this over with," he said as he kept walking. Instead of following him, you hit the tree next to you. "Why even bother traveling when it's getting dark so fast?" You ask him. "Let's just stay in the trees tonight."
"Are you stupid? Your fear stems from the dark. The faster we pass it the faster they leave us alone. If we stay here they will attack us in our sleep," Sukuna said with a stern look. You frown at his words. He doesn't even know what your fear could be, for all you know it could just be really dark. The orb could even mess with the time and days to make you lose track of how much time really passed. It could be a lot of things, yet this douchebag is so intent to blame everything on you. You're sick of it.
This man is confusing, he's nice one moment and the next he is right back to square one and insulting you. Annoyed and irritated, most likely very pissed off you just follow him. You keep your eyes on the lookout, looking behind you, on the sides, and even above you. You grip your side, feeling as if the stitches somehow ripped open. They were still sewn shut, thank God because you're not going through that process again.
Your fingers flinch when your stomach growls for food. It was quiet, but you promptly placed your hand on your stomach to try to silence it. Also, you're very thirsty, and your mouth feels very dry. Though you don't voice this, usually you both find shelter and there are some supplies.
