[1012 years ago]
Cities on fire, corpses decorating the streets, and blood flowing in rivers. Thousands of the strongest beings in this era tried to beat the Demon King and put a stop to all this madness, yet all of them fell to their deaths. Only a couple were still left alive, tasked with protecting their birth cities and villages to fend off the demon armies.
On a hill overlooking this beautiful sight was none other than Ryomen Sukuna. The cursed king of demons. His lower set of arms crossed while holding his signature weapons Hiten and Kamutoke in his upper set. An annoyed expression present on his face.
*Tap tap tap*
The faint sound of feet hitting the charred grassy ground grabbed his attention, it was a white-haired monk who stood by his side with a soft smile gracing their lips staring up at him in admiration.
"Uraume, a pleasure seeing you again, what are your reports?" Sukuna keeps his eyes locked on the scenery.
The curvaceous servant bows "Master Sukuna, I have searched through all the colonies, Fujiwara clan, Inumaki clan, Gojo clan, and yet there were no signs of the Zenin clan anywhere."
"Annoying pests, where could they be hiding?"
"They may have gone undercover in the Empire, that's our best bet unless we find any clues to their whereabouts, Lord Sukuna."
"The Empire, tch. Very well, once I rest up we'll head there. Uraume, let's head back to Ende and-"
*Several Footsteps*
"What are you all doing here, have you found-" Uraume stopped mid-sentence, something was terribly wrong.
The seven demon sages of destruction emerged from within the dying forest and stood in a line along with 2 others that Uraume didn't recognize at first on the front. Sirzechs, a demon that Sukuna fought with for the title of Demon King, and an unknown woman beside him, the most distinctive features being the horizontal scar across her forehead and that overconfident smirk.
Sukuna could tell something was wrong, Uraume stared indifferently at them furious on the inside at the interruption of their conversation with Master Sukuna. Sukuna didn't expect Sirzechs to show his ugly mug ever again after his humiliating defeat, yet there he was, and that woman... she had a strange aura... her mana was well controlled and held no signs of fluctuating.
"You again, worm? You're boring me, leave at once."
"You old bastard. I'm here to earn the title of the demon king I deserved, you fraud!"
Unamused by his outburst, Sukuna waves his arm dismissingly "Grausam get rid of him, I'm not in the mood."
10 seconds passed with nothing happening, raising Sukuna's suspicious as he looked back at everyone, they stood still with no reaction
"I see. So that's how it is, huh? Some loyalty you have, brats," he scoffs frowning and turning his entire body to face them.
"I have not the utmost idea of what that wench said to you, but I'm giving you 5 seconds to beg for your lives..."
All the demons present got into their fighting positions, none of them uttering a single word.
"You will regret betraying Master Sukuna!" Uraume spat with venom as frost formed underneath their feet.
"5..."
Macht creates a large sword out of the blue coat he carries, The illusion of his calm demeanor is broken by the bead of sweat dripping down his face.
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Eternal Bonds
Fiksi PenggemarPeople who are very different from each other are often attracted to each other. It's a saying humans tend to use, from my observations of Master Sukuna, i've discovered his strange interest in the elf named Frieren, a demon and an elf? what a wond...
