You're My Special (SI-OC/Naruto) ENG

2: My Special

2: My Special

Negative emotions, what an interesting and special thing.

Daniel, or rather, Sukuna now, felt the heaviness in the air, an aggressive thickness of clear malice mixed with fear, anger, rage, and despair.

A whole range of feelings that would undoubtedly have generated a high-grade cursed spirit, even a special grade if you were optimistic, or at least that would have been the case in his old world.

In this new world? They remained there, almost static, simply flooding the environment.

How boring.

He heard a dozen or more brats crying and screaming, he could feel their fragile spirits being oppressed and their will beginning to fracture, it was irritating.

He wanted to go back to sleep, although he knew it was impossible at this point. His consciousness was now fully active and he could no longer return to his previous state of conscious rest.

It would have been better to remain "asleep" until he was 4 or 5 years old, it was unfortunate but he supposed he would have to live as an infant for some time, even so, he preferred not to have more than a dozen brats crying around him.

"Let's see if this works," he opened his mouth slightly and began to suck in.

In his life as Itadori, he had done much to survive, training had been the basics, stealing and learning techniques from others too, but above all, he had experimented a lot.

Playing with the rules, bending them, probing the limits, and searching for loopholes.

One of those loopholes was achieved thanks to a special binding vow. Sukuna was a monster with an absurd amount of cursed energy and Itadori barely scratched the average, this was a great disadvantage.

To solve this, he came up with an idea.

Cursed energy comes from the sorcerer's negative emotions and under normal circumstances, a sorcerer can only use the cursed energy they themselves generate from their emotions.

So what would happen if a sorcerer could turn the negative emotions of his surroundings into his own cursed energy?

So he made a binding vow with himself, it was a deal he didn't think would work but it actually did.

It gave him a way to manipulate the negative emotions of the environment and consume them within himself to turn them into cursed energy for his own use.

The only thing he sacrificed was his ability to fall in love.

It sounded silly but in fact, love was something quite unique and special, sacrificing it completely was like ripping his own heart out.

One might wonder if it was worth it, well under normal circumstances it wouldn't have been, but he had added another clause.

If he managed to defeat the King of Curses, the most powerful sorcerer in history, in a solo battle without any help, then he could regain his heart.

If he lost even once, then he would lose his heart forever.

Well, he had won, and regaining his heart had been so euphoric that he ended up acting like a fool, which led him to die.

He felt the negative emotions slowly beginning to enter him but abruptly stopped and opened his eyes, confused.

No one could notice it but one of the toes on his left foot had turned to stone.

"Huh? What's this?" He hadn't felt it before because it was something new, a different energy.

One that seemed to passively surround the entire world, present in every part of it in a strange way. He studied it carefully, realizing that this energy was slowly but progressively absorbing the negative emotions.