(POV: Johan Lieb–I mean, Johan Wolff)
In the huge throne room, chaos ensued.
I punched another monster's chest, killing it and sending its corpse flying into the horde. Through the last few days, I had felt myself getting stronger every time I fight.
I no longer felt scared. Initially, my heart had threatened to burst from my chest, but now, I was exhilarated.
I dropkicked a four-legged creature resembling a weird, underdeveloped cow. It flew into the monsters behind it, knocking them down.
Jumping into the group, I landed on a monster's skull, crushing it along with another one beneath it.
It was weird, when we started, we had to individually chase monsters out of the group to kill them.
But now, we could take on multiple of them at once.
Honestly, I can't tell if we're becoming stronger or the monsters weaker.
"LOOK OUT!" I heard a shout, it was Ryo, warning me of...something.
Before I could react, I felt something heavy jump on my back and push me onto the floor.
I heard a few cracking sounds inside me and a mild pain assaulted my body.
The monster was slashed and kicked away by Ryo, who went straight back to killing others.
"Ah! my back." I complained, as I got up and stretched my spine, getting a POP sound when my bones cracked, a feeling of relief went through me.
You know when you've been sitting for hours, after which you get up and crack your spine? The feeling of eternal peace you fee–ah shit.
A little goblin tried to jump on me, so I swatted it away.
I went back into battle, punching any monster that came in my way.
With each punch, I could feel myself getting stronger, the mark on my chest burning hotter every time.
But, the burning of the mark was not painful, it was soothing, as if it was encouraging me to continue the bloodshed.
Looking at the girls, I saw that Anny was sweating hard, she was exerting herself a lot, putting enhancement spells on us, occasionally firing big spells, and protecting herself from monsters simultaneously.
Alexia seemed no less stressed. She was also exerting herself quite a bit, focused mostly on healing our injuries.
But it was her fear and hesitation that proved to be quite a big disadvantage.
And that bastard Sukuna knows nothing about prep talks.
'Show the world how hot and tasty you can be,' he says. Okay I admit that it helped at that time, but looking back at it that was just weird.
I feel kind of guilty leaving the boss for him, but we our doing our best, if we are struggling with the mobs, we would probably die in seconds facing the boss.
Amidst the chaos, I noticed a shadow looming larger and larger until Sukuna landed beside me. My heart skipped a beat—his entire left arm was gone, and he was bleeding profusely.
Fear gripped me, but looking at his smiling face gave me a sense of safety.
If he was so injured, what would happen to us? He was the strongest in our group by a huge margin.
Regardless of the life-threatening injuries on him, and the fact that he was facing the boss alone, he had a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying every moment.

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In The Academy As Sukuna
FantasíaHe 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...