Graphicgore Stories

Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat. Slow Burn, Power Imbalance, Psychological Horror, Dark Fantasy, Graphic Violence, Graphic Gore, Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Sukuna is a Little Shit, Sukuna is a God, Sukuna is a Monster, Alternate Universe - Heian Period, Reader does Not Have Technique, Sukuna's Original Form, Heian Era Sukuna, Historically Inaccurate (probably), Cannibalism As long as you can remember Mama has always been good with herbs. They would all call her a healer, and travel far for her mixtures and tonics. You followed in her footsteps. Even the one's that lead deep into the dark. Poison. A power in a world you were powerless. Creatures terrorized, and killed. You could see them where you walk, as none others notice. It was your way to be strong. Nothing is left of her but your memories. Taken too soon. All you want is freedom from the world that took her, and you can get it. All you have to do is kill him. The King of Curses. (Be Mindful of the tags. I will probably be tagging as a I go since this story isn't fully devleoped.) This is a fanfiction, I only own original characters. All other rights go to Gege.

The storm is coming. Be vigilant. -P. B. Ranger