Chapter 4: Threads of Destiny
**Chapter 4: Threads of Destiny**
They struck a deal—the King of Curses and the Defiant Soul. Sukuna would grant revenge; the boy, named Ryo, would yield his flesh. But as they traversed the boundary between worlds, Sukuna glimpsed something—a thread of shared purpose.
"You're not alone," Ryo said, his voice tinged with resignation. "We're both trapped."
Within the boy's consciousness, Sukuna navigated a labyrinth of memories. Each recollection was a shard of glass—sharp, fragmented. He delved into Ryo's childhood—a hovel, hunger gnawing at his belly. The villagers spat on him, kicked him like a stray dog.
"Black hair, black eyes," Sukuna mused. "A mirror of Megumi, huh?"
As Sukuna probed deeper, seeking vulnerabilities, the boy's face blurred—a girl's laughter, a fleeting touch. Fushiguro Megumi. A name etched in shadows. Sukuna remembered the sorcerer—the one who wielded shadows like a blade.
*Could I do the same?* he wondered. *Could I manipulate the darkness within this vessel?* But the boy's memories were barren—a wasteland of solitude. No family, no friends. Only the ache of rejection. Sukuna sneered. *You're nothing.*
He considered the boy's emotions—anger, resentment. They fueled him, but they were brittle, fragile. Sukuna needed more—a tether to this world.
As Sukuna emerged from the depths of Ryo's consciousness, he found himself on the outskirts of a village, a place steeped in shadows and despair. The memories of Ryo had led him here, and Sukuna stood amidst the remnants of a life he had never lived.
**Sukuna's POV:** *Oh so this is the village from this vessel's memories. Well, if I caused a lot of death here, I am sure sorcerers will come. What should I do? Oh yes, I can do one thing and that is killing them all! Though my curse energy output is lower than I expected, I believe I have enough to kill everyone in this village. It would be a problem if there is a sorcerer in this village, but seeing how rare it is to awaken in this world, I doubt there will be any. But it's not bad being careful. Seeing my current state, I'm around semi-grade 2 at best. I didn't expect to be so low. If I remember correctly, I should have been a special grade as in the canon, but I guess I gotta get more fingers. And I have a feeling this village has some curses in it. This will be fun, a lot of fun. I can't contain my joy; I want to kill and get stronger.*
But why am I so weak in this vessel? Perhaps it's because this body is only around 12 years old. Unlike Yuji's body, which possessed considerable physical strength, this vessel seems lacking in power. Nevertheless, I must make do with what I have. After all, there are other ways to wreak havoc and assert dominance.
so this is the village from this vessel's memories,"'''* Sukuna observed. *"Well, if I caused a lot of death here, I am sure sorcerers will come. What should I do? Oh yes, I can do one thing: Kill them all."*
The villagers glanced up—eyes wide, mouths agape. "Ryo?" one of the guards stammered. "Why do you have those black tattoos? Have you gone crazy, brat?"
Sukuna's laughter echoed—a cruel symphony. "Lost my mind? No, I've found it. And it's sharper than ever."
As the guard lunged, Sukuna moved—a blur of malevolence. His cursed technique, Cleave, sliced through the air. The guard's hands fell, severed, blood spraying like crimson rain.
"Ah," Sukuna mused. "Just like with Jogo. A fitting tribute."
Sukuna reveled in their fear—their pitiful attempts to defy him. The other guard quaked, whispers of legends and curses passing through their trembling lips. Sukuna stood tall—5.6 feet in the age of 12.
**"Dismantle,"** said Sukuna, cutting another guard's head clean off.
"Tell me," he taunted. "Who else stands in my way?"
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Author note
So dont ask why he is semi grade 2
If u nust know its bc plot if i make him too op say goodbye to this fanfiction around chapter 15 or