In The Academy As Sukuna

Ch 52 - The Chaos is Coming

"Before the storm, there is a silence... but in that silence lies the promise of devastation."

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(POV: Ryogaku)

The warm sunlight was filtering in through the blinds, casting long rays of light on the floor and walls of my room.

However, the warmth did nothing to soothe the growing unease inside me.

I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands on my sides, grabbing the sheets with a tight grip.

I could feel something gnawing inside me... a feeling of dread, like a calm before the storm.

My breathing was ragged, my heart racing as the feeling grew every second.

"Why?" I muttered, my voice deep, echoing in the confines of the room.

Nothing had happened, not up to now, at least. But this sensation wouldn't leave me, no matter how much I tried to shake it off.

My eyes wandered around, my gaze landing on my table in the corner of the room, scattered with papers and books.

On the edge of the table was a photograph, which sent a pang of pain through my heart.

The picture was of myself, with those three—Alexia, Johan, and Anny—happy and carefree.

They all were taken away from me in different, horrific ways, their faces still haunted me, all day long.

"I failed them."

These words hit deep, but they were true.

I had vowed to get stronger, to carry their legacy, but I still felt like a fish in a sea of sharks.

My eyes drifted away landing on a piece of newspaper stuck up to the wall.

"Ryomen Sukuna—Innocent, or guilty?"

My gaze hardened as I read the headline once more.

Sukuna.

He committed such a massacre, and walked away free, with no sign of guilt or remorse.

Every time my eyes landed on the article, I get reminded of my own childhood, how my mother burned, her screams echo in my ears to this day.

"That murderer," I muttered, my voice laced with hatred.

The innocent people, who gave him the right to take their lives? What kind of twisted sense of justice did he cling to, pretending that his actions were justified?

"One day, Sukuna," I muttered, my hands trembling as I gripped the sheets harder. "One day, I'll make you pay."

I knew deep inside, that my hate for Sukuna... the desire for revenge... was just something I made up to prove myself.

I was alone, frustrated, and my dislike for Sukuna was what I decided to take it out on.

I didn't hate Sukuna, rather, I admired his strength... but his actions... they went against everything my life was built upon.

Now, it was too late, the darkness in me had grown too large.

Something inside me snapped, and I got up, unable to stay sitting any longer.

I opened the window, looking outside at the sky, beautiful and blue, covered in clouds.

My eyes went to the streets, the sounds of cars whooshing by, the pedestrians walking without worry.