A 6 years old girl wandering around her village while the ground soaked with red blood and tears flowing from her 'those purple eyes' which saw her own parents dead bodies outside the garden of their home. She wasn't sad because of her parents death but she was rather fearing that she will also witness the person who turned this ones a happy village into a dead village. Fires were still lit on few houses dead corpses were lying near the houses few screams were also playing in the background. She was trembling fear while walking through the path of death corpses lying in the bloody earth.
After walking for an hour she stood in front of a temple which had few stains of blood in the surface. She didn't find any dead bodies there so, she entered the temple in hope to find someone alive and asking for help. She found a garden beside the temple which was covered with beautiful flowers everywhere. She went their while running her small hands over those flowers. She forgot about the outside world and lied on the grassy floor while watching the sunset. Soon she fell asleep.
She woke up as she felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked at the person while slowly opening her eyes. The person said in deep voice," What are you doing here young lady? And how did you survived in the massacre of your village?" She sat up and answered slowly," I was not in the village. I was at the forest collecting woods when the massacre happened. And when I went back to home I saw my parent's dead bodies. So I was wandering around in search of shelter and found this temple in this forest and I decided to take some rest." The boy said," Aren't you sad because your parents, friends and other villagers died?" She replied in sad tone," No. I'm not. My parents used to abuse me, I didn't have and friends and the villagers hated me and abused me a lot." The boy frowned and asked," Why the didn't liked you?" She replied looking up at the man," Because people think I'm a demon as I have 'those purple eyes' of mine." The boy looked deep inside her eyes and said," Well yeah they look like 'those purple eyes' according to those stories of a demon girl who used to massacre around the world, she was known as 'The Queen of Death'. But you look completely fine why did they thought you are her reincarnation? Maybe they might had lost their mind anyways want to stay with me it's already night and there are many wild animals in the forest?" She looked at him head to toe. He had a well built body, he was wearing a white kimono, he had black marks on his face and wrist, he had red eyes and pink hair. He asked," What's your name and how old are you?" She replied "My name is Heiji Y/N and I'm 6 years old. What about you?"
He replied," I'm 15 years old and my name is
Ryomen Sukuna"
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King of Curses's Creation : The Queen of Death [Sukuna x Reader](Book 1)
FanfictionWhat happens when the future King of Curses found a girl in a massacred village's temple and took her under his supervision? What will be their chemistry? Would this forbidden love ever work or... The history will repeat itself? To find out what...