In The Academy As Sukuna

Ch 1 - Wrong Body, Wrong World

"We are all faced with great opportunities, disguised as impossible situations"

Waking up is a phenomenon everyone experiences. You wake up from your sleep, open your eyes, and immediately get flashed by sunlight. You put your hands in front of your eyes, cursing the sun, but then you realize that your hands are bigger, then you slowly get up and realize that you are in a different body.

Yes, that is exactly what is currently happening to me.

"The hell?" I whispered, looking at the unfamiliar windows through which the sunlight was creeping in.

My hand instinctively went to my chest, my breathing quickening.

But there was no blood, no wound.

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to calm myself down.

How? I clearly remembered being shot, I felt my consciousness fade away...I felt the world slow down.

Was it all a dream?

No...it was real, it was all real...but then, how am I alive?

I got up from the bed, no familiar creaking sound coming from it. My feet landed not on the tiled floor I was used to, but on floor made of polished wood that seemed almost too comfortable to step on.

Trying to make sense of everything, I looked around the room I was in, my eyes darting from corner to corner, taking in the sight of all the expensive and luxurious furniture.

It didn't seem like I was kidnapped and used as a specimen for experimentation.

There was a distant clanging sound, which seemed to come from outside my room.

But, it made me jump, my senses were completely alert as I cautiously walked on the floor.

Walking was quite weird, my body was heavier and bigger than what I was used to.

I slowly moved towards a mirror, kept upright by a decorated frame which shone with a golden light.

As I looked into it, a silent, empty laugh escaped my mouth, containing no humor.

"Seriously now?" I muttered, the voice deeper and heavier than my own, as I looked at the man staring back at me.

A pale face with ominous tattoos running across his throat and arms, reaching his forehead. Slits under each eye, which only emphasized my memory of the familiar face.

I touched my face and it felt very real, the information my senses were taking in felt way too vivid for it to be a dream. This wasn't a dream, nor was it some elaborate prank, but reality.

Memories of my life flashed in my mind – a satisfying life, which had turned into hell very quickly.

"I look sick though," I truly did. I tried to smile at the mirror, which unintentionally turned into a smirk, exposing my fangs, and I looked damn evil.

As of why I'm acting like this, well, I'm Sukuna.

...

Elaborating more, I currently look like Sukuna as he did in the manga when he was possessing Megumi. I can't remember the manga that well, since it has been a while since I read it, so I can't point out any small changes.

My fingers ran across my face, it felt weird that I was not freaking out, I think the disbelief had numbed my senses.

I calmed my ragged breathing down, my hand going to my chest, feeling my loudly beating heart.

The first course of action is to obtain more information about my whereabouts and...identity?

There was a little table on the side of my bed, on it was kept a small plate on which were cookies which looked absolutely delicious, their aroma tempted me to try them once.