Skin as clay, smooth on all the curving sides of his body, from chest leading towards waist to lower regions. Feeling the creation of his made out of spite, within a relationship of his mother and father both becoming unknowing to his eyes.
Favorites he'll never know, dislikes either, parents seemed so distant, mind as well have been gods forgetting of their children below. Should have been the rebellion to challenge their role as cares? Killing what made up their worlds? Or eating them instead?
Bedroom empty, scattered blankets as the window besides the nightstand was wide open, not a trace of his footsteps or scent. So quietly it didn't stir the more haywire sensed sorcerer Gojo or Kori, both sleeping soundly in their futons. Unaware of the fleeing child, exiting the grounds of Jujustu High, his eyes finding a trail wishing only found earlier.
Guiding form of embodiment of human's, a wicked smile as she holds clear image of her next intentions. Overworld was dark, below all was painted red, the district was for anyone's taking, the streets soon to be covered in blood instead of the red lanterns handing from ropes zigged throughout the streets.
Abandoning the people, surrounding behind, walking into a arcade meant for children. Fever so high, Y/N see Mahita checks his temperature.
Mahita: "Your okay, just a little hot"
Freezing, opposite of what she said, making him worry as she placed a shaved iced in his hands.
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FanfictionAbusive lifestyle upon a tragic event of a ceremony that ends in more suffering. Though with that thought, witness of curses and the following energy your thrown into more pain! ⅄on, ɐɹǝ ıuʇo ɐ ɥoןǝ oɟ ɯɐpuǝss, ʇɥɐʇ ʇnɹus ʎon qopʎ ʇıןן ıʇ qǝups ɟoɹ...