Curse?

Have you ever been unconscious before? The lack of consciousness is strangely comforting. All the negative energy I feel while unconscious disappears instantly, and it feels like my negative thoughts fall into a well with no bottom.

I can feel negative thoughts about things I can't understand, the same way my thoughts fall. Every negative thought about lack of food or how hungry they are each thought more and more tainted than the last.

The more the well is filled with evil thoughts, the more I become aware. The thoughts help me get clarity. My thoughts get more and more clearer as suddenly something drastic happens.

The well explodes. I can feel it as I'm sucked into the explosion. A sudden self-awareness engulfs me as I jolt my new eyes open.

"Huh." My voice is deep and masculine. I groan as I slowly get up. I'm naked, but there seems to be an abnormality About me.

I have a gaping hole where my stomach should be. I gasp in shock at the hole as I leap up slightly. I am going way higher than expected, as I'm 5 feet off the ground after just a tiny jolt.

Landing on the ground, I look at my hands. My skin is smooth and light, while the Borderline is artificially smooth.

I have hair covering the left side of my face. Each piece of hair is a light pink/purple color. With a thought, clothing covers my form as I gasp in surprise.

My clothing is white and pretty aesthetically pleasing. I can't help but whistle as I get a glimpse of myself.

I'd be considered handsome if it weren't for the hole in my gut. Speaking of abnormalities with a thought, a green aura covers my body. It is like I'm tugging on that bottomless well from my memories. 

My mind blanks as a rush of information floods my head. My name is Kiga, and I am a 'cursed spirit' born from the recent famine. It is currently the Heian era in Japan.

A second rush of information floods my mind as I get a basic understanding of things. My cursed technique is gluttony, and due to the basic information, my mind seems to register that I'm not a normal curse. My cursed energy dwarfs all but one in Japan. 

My senses go haywire as I sense one very presence—a being of incomprehensible might. I'm made of cursed energy due to my being a cursed spirit. This person Is entirely human. He's east of my current location, and his above-average signature is near whoever that monster is. 

'Let's avoid that signature for as long as possible,' I silently vow to myself as I feel two emotions for the first time since I was born 5 minutes ago. 

Excitement and pure unbridled fear.

My thoughts are interrupted as four energy signatures rush toward my location at speeds that feel impossible. Strangely, my body seems calm, as if there is no threat.

I twist my neck slightly. The four energies finally arrive: four people adorned in sophisticated clothing with looks of pure apathy on their faces.

The lead one, a man with dark brown hair, steps forward with a katana. 

"This is the cursed spirit, all right. Newly formed and already having 3\4ths the cursed energy of that monster... we must eliminate it here and now. Sukuna's reign has probably caused the world to tip the scales." The four behind the man wear black suits and oni masks, so I can't make out their features, but they are tense.

"What is your name?" I speak the first words to other beings for the first time. I want to know the names of my first kills. Unfortunately, I don't get an answer as I'm forced to duck under a swing.

"Rude, but I can expect nothing less from humanity." my body moves on pure instinct as cursed energy covers my body. I feel my arms blur as I duck under a wide swing of one of the dark-clothed men's katana and grip their throats. 

I immediately begin absorbing his energy, but I'm once again rudely interrupted by the other three closing in. The brown-haired man seems to be the only one with a visible cursed technique. There is some form of wind manipulation, but nothing I can't handle.

Throwing the man in my grasp, he slams into one of the three charging men, and then I explode into action. My cursed energy enhances my movements, so I dash backward and shoot a beam of concentrated green energy. 

The beam hit the four of them, but the brown-haired man countered with some barrier technique. I still absorbed some of their cursed energy, though.

"Tch, be aware he can absorb cursed energy upon contact!" one of the men yells from the dust as I smile before dashing in. The dust obscures my vision, but my ability to sense cursed energy is unmatched.

My hand takes on a green glow as I blitz forward, aiming to pierce one of the men's skulls, but I'm stopped by the brown-haired man who slashes out and sends torrents of wind my way. Some knicking my skin and causing me to bleed a bit. But with their absorbed cursed energy, I heal the wounds instantly and continue moving forward.

Meeting the biggest of the masked men's heads, I blocked and parried every attack and countered with brutal efficiency. The man's attacks got faster after every swing of his greatsword, giving me a theory on how his cursed technique worked. 

Grunting in concentration, I duck under a swing from behind and kick backward toward my attacker, who dodges and leaps back.

Unfortunately, that moment was all they needed to land a solid blow. I yelp in pain as my gut is punched, and I am sent flying into a Nerby tree, my back destroying the tree on contact. 

Despite my recent lapse in the fight, I can't help but grin. I'm getting more and more used to utilizing cursed energy. After all, I'm barely 10 minutes old, so it is only natural that I struggle now.

"Heh, this is getting fun..." At that, it's like I'm making a breakthrough. Coating my entire body in cursed energy, I synergize the two negative energies, one from my body and one from my soul.

Clasping my hands together, I grin as something in me snaps. Remembering the barrier the man used earlier, I decided to recreate it, but in my way and much larger.

"This fight was short, but it taught me many things... I am eternally grateful to the four of you." I grin even more as a look of panic graces the brown-haired man's face.

"Sure, the curse is a special grade, but he was just born. A domain while being newly formed shouldn't be possible." The three masked men freeze up as they seem to tense.

At those words, I laugh as I put my hands into a particular hand sign. my left hand is wrapped around the wrist of my right. My right hand made a circle with my thumb and pinky. 

"Ryōiki Tenkai: zettai dai kui!"