(POV: Forman Stonehammer)
"169 is in," I said, leaning back on my chair as I looked at the screen showing a boy, who looked quite weak, walking into the dungeon.
He was quite interesting to me, since having such a weak body, and still coming this far, he must be capable with spells.
"He looks calm," said Amara rolling her chair towards me, her eyes glued to the screen as the boy... Ryomen Sukuna, walks deeper.
I raise an eyebrow as I look at his name on the sheet kept on the table.
Ryomen as in the family of World Nobles? In that case... was he just recommended, and didn't have to give any exams.
Is he capable enough to pass? I suppose we'll get the answer to that.
As I was thinking of this, a goblin came up to him, walking with its characteristic, annoying walk.
Sukuna took a stance, a practiced one, it seemed. Though I never had seen it before.
However, as the goblin approached, he just stood there, seemingly in a trance.
Was he scared?
I was a little disappointed as this thought crossed my mind... the child of a World Noble, afraid by a mere goblin? Usually ones like this would've already been abandoned.
(He was having goblin slayer flashbacks)
The goblin jumped to him, intending to use plain force to fight him.
This, however, proved to be a mistake. Sukuna applied force on his palm, sending a slow punch to the goblin's abdomen, which seemed to create a depression on it.
However, nothing more happened, it was not enough to kill that goblin.
Amara, beside me, sighed, supposedly in disappointment as she began to roll her chair away.
But next, the sound that hit our ears made us freeze in our tracks, our eyes wide with shock as we stared at the screen.
SPLAT!
The goblin seemed to explode from the inside, its organs falling to the floor one by one, its intestines uncoiling like a rope, its blood forming a pool beneath Sukuna's legs, who was just looking at everything with a disgusted expression.
"You got blood on my clothes you blob," his voice came from the other side, more annoyed than disgusted.
A few more examiners turned to see this spectacle, some even rolling their chairs closer.
On the screen, a few monsters charged at him at once, 2 of them were D-rank.
I raised an eyebrow, killing a D-Rank monster was basically an unwritten requirement for admission, two of them might cause him a little trouble.
Moreover, the move he used just now worked only on a single target, unsuitable for groups of monsters like this one.
My eyes glinted with interest as I waited for his next move.
"Dismantle"
The monsters fell, one by one, their bodies disintegrating into cubes, even their bones cleanly cut.
We were all speechless, some of the examiners' mouths agape at this performance.
He turned to the camera, not bothering to hide his smug expression, as if saying 'see that?'
I couldn't hold back a smirk... he was trying to show off even in such a serious time.
"The principal will like him," I muttered, to which everyone nodded, agreeing with my point.
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In The Academy As Sukuna
FantasyHe wakes up one day as Sukuna in a world he remembers from a game. His goal? To bring chaos to this realm, but his mere presence already complicates the storyline enough. Will he hide in the Academy? No way! If he's already stirred chaos, he's going...