Prequel Chater One: Where it All Began.
Take a drink,
Take a drink...
It's not at all what you think.
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No one expects to loose their parents and everything they know in one sitting.... Not only did my culture crumble to dust, but I watched them kill my mother... Then my father a few years later.
I knew from the moment they brought me into the world, nothing but death would follow me, I was an odd child. My mother told me from very young that women in her bloodline lay with imposing strong beings, god's. But I'm so much older now I knew that's not what they were. They were what the Jujutsu Sorcerers would call curses, and the day of my father's death was the day I turned into one, my family line resting with me as it's only living survivor.
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Many Many years later
I was in a little island far to the east depending on were you were located in the world, the people here were tiny, pale skinned dark raven hair and angled squinted eyes which I found oddly appealing to me. Villages were no where near as complicated from my homelands. Looking at them made me miss the palaces old built and filled with gold, a place that was falling to ruin as time became unfriendly.
Being here made me wonder about many things especially as to why the appearance of curses were so apparent here. It was a dense fluctuation of them, and some of them were so small that they seemed harmless, but I knew better than that; even the smallest things could cause the most harm.
I tried listening in on what he villagers were whispering so frightenly about, but there was a la guage barrier. They didn't speak my homes language, why would they? They're from a different place than I am, but that didn't stop me from trying.
I closed my eyes, listening to them apart from my ears,noticing words quickly became understandible and clearer. "-kuna, the king of curses destroyed another village just yesterday. The women were raped and killed In front of their spouces and children before the village was brutally burned to the ground."
I turned my head in the direction of the woman who spoke, she was frightened, shaking in one place wit her hands clutched together over her chest and under her chin. "I barely escaped with my life in tact. He let me run, and I have yet to understand why?!" She waild as she spoke to a few other village woman who were looking at her I the upmost fear.
I made my way to them in silence and watched, already knowing the answer. Just by hearing what she said I could figure out what kind of maniac he is. "The game of cat and mouse, you led him here, he didn't let you go. Not saying he couldn't find this village on his own." I had finally spoke, the women jerking around to look at me. The stared in awe at me, probably not used or ever seeing a person with skin darker than theirs. "What is the name of this foul man?"
One of them parted there lips to speak, but a dark haughty chuckle silenced them, their eyes going round as dinner plates as they started v Hindi me with the blood draining from their face. The thing that stood behind me had four arms from what I could tell from it's shadow. What amused me more though was that her slamed his entire clawed hand through my back and out of my chest, blood trickling down my chin. I was in the air, tumbling before making impact with the ground, in perfect view of the Pinkett slashing the women I was just speaking to you bits. He then turned to me with a malicious grin.
"Ryomen Sukuna. Wait right there, I'm going to take my time with you." He roared as he jumped from where he stood, tearing though village home after village home, fires, burning bodies and smoke harshly bombarding me as I slowly stood up, the wound in my chest and back healing instantly.
The whole village that was lovely not even moments before was reduce to ash and flames with in seconds and out of those flames walked Ryomen Sukuna.
He was taller than any man I've seen, even taller than the men from my home.his hair was wild and pink, now drenched in the blood of the families he killed.
He had four eyes and what looked to be two faces as he slowly sauntered towards me, another malicious grin on his lips. "You now have my full attention." His entire upper body was now exposed as he pulled his arms out of the robe sleeves. He had a spear in one of his four hands, the rest of them clenched into fists as he approached me with his sinister aura.
"So you're the foul man, or rather curse." I heaved a sigh as I pulled a red cloth from my little napsack that I had with me, tying it over my eyes. in that moment whatever I tried to hide to at least appear normal to the human eyes were now revealed, on full display to the mass murdering curse. When he saw this, he stopped dead stunned, his eyes specifically lingering on the base of my neck where one of my many cursed marks were. I then pulled out a blade from my nap sack, slowly making my way towards him, opening my jaws singing.
I started off singing something sad, though to anyone else living it would sound like a hored of screaming women. I've never had anyone stand mesmerized by my sound, only scream in pain as their ears bled and there eyes became bloodshot. I noticed right away his reaction was different so I decided to sing a different melody, my vocals oscillating.
He seemed stunned by the hanging sound coming out of my mouth and sprung forward to attack, only for me to fluidly evade all of his advances. With each strike he attempted to make the louder my voice became until it was the only thing that could be heard miles and miles around. The birds the wind, even the animals native here fell still and listened. The blade that I had drawn sliced him in his arms and legs, anywhere on him that was visible as I sung to him. When I got close enough, I grabbed either side of his face with my thumbs over the middle of his head, just as his spear head struck me in the stomach, impaling me straight through to my back.
He seemed froze in that moment as I held onto his face, his eyes widden in shock, confusion quickly over taking and plauging the expression. He went ridged even as I continued to sing, and for a short moment we connected.
The memories within him hat he kept locked away for no one else to know flooded my mind, and the tears fell endlessly from my lashes. His expression contorted again as he screamed in frustration. I then ripped myself away from him, still completely impaled by his spear, pulling out without an expression of pin, for I didn't feel it.
"How dare you a Lowly human...." He stood, slightly hunched over with all four of his arms wide and his dark claws glistening against the flickering light of the flames. I glanced around my nostrils flares, my ears twitching, hearing other appoaching yet they stayed hidden watching to see what would happen between me and this creature.
".. enter a place where you don't belong." His voice rose and bellowed above the smoke and flames, deciding then that he had enough of me. In turn, I too showed him that I would take this situation seriously. He never lost to anyone so far and he's been walking this earth close to a thousand years; I knew it would hurt his pride if I beat him within the inch of his life. I had no animosity toward him whatsoever, but it's been a long time since I've been able to fight anyone even close to reaching my level of strength.
"Come Sukuna... Come and get beaten by a queen." I shifted my stance, widdening my feet, fist close to my face as we stared each other down.
He snarled and lunged towards me, roaring as he swung only to miss terribly. Like a snake, my fist struck him in his jaw only to rear back and strike him again in the same place. He skid a few meters back his head turned to the side, freezing from the impact, slowly turning his head towards me. His sharp teeth were on full display with the malicious grin, his four eyes glowly like the rubies we used to have in my homeland.
With a sickening crack of his neck, we charged at eachother, war cries ringing out and out audience coming out of hiding only to still standon the sidelines watching. He released his own flurry of defending attacks as I relaxed my own, a grin of my own spreading on my lips. "You're holding up well Sukuna, don't get cocky." I taunted, hearing him growl in reply, two out of his four arms reaching out to me. I bent backwards out of the way only to get slammed into by him, saliva leaving my lips.
I landed on my back with a groan, only for him to dive onto of me, blocking off anyway of escape, so he thought.
"Shouldn't I be telling you that Human? You mock me with your ignorance." He growled his face getting closer and closer, his sharp teeth nearing my neck so that he could rip out my throat. I looked to the few watching, noticing one in particular with white hair, and clear yet mysterious looking crystal blue eyes. He watched on with a slight smirk on his face, his brow raised as he did. I threw a wink in his direction, turning my attention back towards Sukuna.
"I smell them on you..." I growled lowly, watching his faltwr and pull back to look at me. His expression was unreadable as he moved one of his many hands to grasp me by my throat and squeeze dangerously tight.
I began to squirm, my hands grasping onto his large wrist as I stared up at him with my own sickening smile. "All the women you've rape and killed, I can smell the blood you've bathed in ..." I let helix on my cursed energy go, the lot of it exploding around me in a purple aura. The release was violent enough to expand the crater I was in, the ground around us crumbling away bit by bit.
"... I am not them... Just know." I ripped my hand from underneath one of his, slaming my fist I to his rock hard abdomen. He grunted coughing, losses ing his grip on my neck, and I greeted him with a headbutt straight to his nose, effortlessly kicking him off of me across the burnt to ash village we were fighting in.
My cursed energy expanded again, reaching up to rip the blindfold from my eyes as my irises shifted between multiple colors. With a fluid step and wave of my arm I stood in another stance, watching as Sukuna stood up with his same old grin.
My at the tips of my index and middle finger, a red and gold orb of energy began to form and rotated at a rapid rate, growing in size. "Reversed curse technique- Supernova." I released the blast at half strength; I decided that he was the only one that could entertain me. The beam exploded from my finger tips and blew the entire village away, wiping it's ruins from the land. When the the light died down Sukuna still stood, but he watched me with a unreadable expression before vanishing from our sights.
I could hear the nose of slow clapping and turned to face the direction, seeing that it was the same white haired blue eyes asshole I saw smirking at me.
I stared at him and the other four that stood behind him, my expression cold and stoic. " Impressive display, you made the king of curses retreat. No such thing has ever happened." He walked forward confidently, standing in front of me with a small grin on his face. "He's no king..." I muttered, walking over to pick up my blade, spotting his spear, staring down at it. I snatched it up from the ground, twirling it around expertly, complete ignoring the others. " Is there something you need, mad man." I turned to look at the white haired asshole once again, hearing him chuckle. "Just your name. See, my name is Gojo Sato." He pointed to me waiting for my reply.
I snorted, slowly walking away. " Nupazi Neferei." I waved at him dismissively, disappearing from their view, hoping I'd never have to see any of them again.
