As legends say, humans blessed with divine eyes could see destiny in the form of threads. I was one of them- those with eyes that could see the fate of others, but not of myself. - in which a clan outcast was given to Ryomen Sukuna as a peace offering in the form of marriage.
"ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ..." sᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ sɴᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀsᴇᴅ ᴅᴏʟʟ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ᴄʀᴜsʜɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪs ᴄᴜʀsᴇᴅ ᴇɴᴇʀɢʏ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴘᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜsᴛ. "ᴛʜᴇɴ ʟᴇᴛ's ɴᴏᴛ." ɪ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴏɴᴇ, ᴛᴏ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ. ɪᴍʙᴜɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴜʀsᴇᴅ ᴇɴᴇʀɢʏ, ɪ ᴍᴀɴᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ, "ᴛʜᴇɴ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ." sʜɪᴠᴇʀs ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ...
Saikyō || The Strongest, Book 2 "That girl you fell in love with," I started, feeling Satoru's attention immediately shift to me. "What was she like?" I could see his eyes visibly soften at the mention of his first love. "She's something even my infinity can't reach, not anymore... But I was willing to give half my li...