Satoru Gojos son Killua? Killua adventure

your are my father?

Killua, Gojo, and Alluka went to a park and sat on a bench.

"Okay, Killua, let me explain it to you," Gojo began.

"Okay," Killua replied.

"...Are you going to start now?" Killua asked because Gojo was just staring at him oddly.

"Oh, sorry, I'm just so surprised to see you, my son. You look so cute, and you've changed. You're not really tall, but that's okay; it makes you even cuter," he said. He was about to put his hand on Killua's head to stroke it, but Killua quickly pushed his hand away.

"Hey, are you going to tell me something or not?" Killua asked loudly and irritably.

"Oh, sorry, okay. Your supposed parents, Silva and Kikyo, are not your real parents. The thing is, my girlfriend, or rather my wife, and I are your real parents. We sent you to the Zoldycks because, firstly, Silva was my brother, well, half-brother you could say. And the other reason was that in this city, there are several curses that destroy and devour buildings or other things, and when you were about one year old, there was a huge battle between me and Sukuna, who is for the world of curses. I just didn't want you to get hurt, so I brought you to Silva. He's more like your uncle, and Kikyo is your aunt. But before I could send you there, Sukuna grabbed you, and some of his blood got into you. You are the chosen one for the Jujustu world, fighting against the curses. Normally, one would die if they ate all of Sukuna's fingers, but since you have his blood, you have some of his powers inside you," Gojo explained.

"So, you want me to believe that my parents aren't really my parents, but you are my father, and that the blood of a curse or something is inside me, and that I have the same power or part of this Sukuna?" Killua asked.

"Yeah, but I don't think you'll believe me anyway, right?" Gojo asked.

"Definitely not. That just can't be true. You'll have to prove it to me somehow," Killua replied, annoyed.

"Okay, have you ever seen any creatures that others couldn't see?" Gojo asked seriously.

"W-well, yes," Killua admitted.

"And can you extend and sharpen your fingernails?" Gojo asked.

"Yes, but my father, Silva, can do that too. My whole family can. It probably has nothing to do with you or this Sukuna," Killua argued.

"Do you know that Sukuna's fingernails are slightly sharper, just like yours?" Gojo pointed out. "Well, it's not really that noticeable," he added quickly.

"Wait, I have a better idea. How about we do a DNA test?" Gojo suggested.

"No way," Killua refused.

"Come on, please, Killua," Gojo pleaded.

"No," Killua repeated firmly.

G: Please.

K: No.

G: Please.

K: No.

G: Come on, Killua, please, please, please.

K: Ugh, fine.

G: Good, that's the only way for me to show you what you're capable of.

K: Wait, but what about Alluka?

G: Oh, I forgot to mention, Alluka is your sister. Luckily, Sukuna didn't touch her, but a curse did. Did you already know about that?

K: Yeah, I think I know what you mean.

G: Alright, come on, let's go to my place.

K: Okay, come on, Alluka. Oh, she's sleeping.

Killua carries Alluka on his back and goes to Gojo's house.