Innocence Tainted(Jujutsu Kaisen x TWTPTFLOB)

Chapter 1-Back to The Past

In the aftermath of another village reduced to ashes, Sukuna returned to his shrine, reveling in the chaos he had unleashed. "Ahh, what a good day it is," he mused with a malevolent grin, the remnants of Ashil's gentleness buried beneath the layers of Sukuna's darkness.

Inside the shrine, Uraume, a white-haired monk and devoted follower, was diligently cleaning the desecrated place. Upon catching sight of Sukuna, Uraume immediately knelt in reverence, acknowledging the malevolent force as his lord and master.

"Sukuna-sama," Uraume spoke with unwavering devotion, his voice carrying a tone of servitude. "I humbly await your commands."

Sukuna, pleased by the display of loyalty, observed the cleaned surroundings. "Is the place cleaned?" he inquired, his voice dripping with authority.

Uraume nodded fervently, "Yes, Sukuna-sama. The shrine is now spotless, ready to serve as your unholy sanctuary."

Satisfied with the monk's diligence, Sukuna leaned back with a sinister satisfaction. "Good. You serve me well," he acknowledged, acknowledging Uraume's unwavering dedication.

Seizing the opportunity to bask in his lord's approval, Uraume seized the moment to express his loyalty. "It is my honor to serve you, Sukuna-sama. My existence is devoted to your will."

With a dismissive wave of his hand, Sukuna ordered, "Bring me sake, Uraume. I desire to indulge myself in the pleasures of drink."

Understanding his lord's desires, Uraume swiftly moved to fulfill Sukuna's request. The shrine, once a place of reverence, now echoed with the subservient footsteps of the monk. Uraume returned with a bottle of sake and a cup, presenting them to Sukuna with utmost reverence.

"Sake, as you commanded, Sukuna-sama," Uraume offered, pouring the liquid into the cup with meticulous care.

Sukuna's red eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he took the cup. "You may leave," he dismissed Uraume, who bowed deeply before exiting, leaving Sukuna alone in the desecrated shrine.

Indulging in the taste of the sake, Sukuna allowed the fiery liquid to slide down his throat. Though he had no physical need for sustenance, the act of drinking had become a pastime that he relished. The dialogue within him shifted from commands and reverence to the twisted satisfaction of indulgence.

The sake burned like the flames he left in his wake, igniting a perverse pleasure within Sukuna. "Ah, the taste of chaos," he mused, the malevolence in his voice echoing through the shrine. "Each drop a reminder of the power I wield."

As the sake flowed, Sukuna's thoughts delved into the intoxication of his own malevolence. The dialogue within his mind became a sinister soliloquy, a reflection on the satisfaction derived from the destruction he wrought upon the world.

"The world bows before me," Sukuna declared, his voice resonating with arrogance. "And in return, I revel in its demise. A dance of destruction, and I am the orchestrator."

Suddenly the shrine trembled as a powerful energy struck its sacred grounds. Uraume, sensing the disturbance, was filled with fury. "WHO DARES ATTACK MY LORD'S SHRINE?!" he roared, his voice echoing through the desecrated halls with righteous indignation.

Sukuna, on the other hand, was merely amused by the audacity of those who dared to challenge him. "Well, well," he chuckled, the psychopathic grin on his face widening. "I'll give them credit for being brave, at least."

Rising from his seated position, Sukuna flexed his muscular four arms, a display of his monstrous strength. The malevolence in his eyes flickered with anticipation as he made his way outside the shrine. The air crackled with tension as he surveyed the scene unfolding before him.