Philosophy of the strongest

"If none of you manage to wound me, I'll kill everyone here and those in three neighbouring towns, so go all out, it's a three on one after all.."

The moment Sukuna ended his statement, he launched himself into the air and twirled with both arms in his pockets, as he dodged the blood red threads that sliced and diced through everything just to reach him.

"Go!!"

Taking advantage of the lack of foothold, the two demon slayers, Tanjiro and Giyuu rushed out, unleashing powerful moves right from the get go.

They knew Sukuna was definitely not playing, especially Tanjiro who had already experienced firsthand just how cruel Sukuna could be for his own amusement.

"Hinokami Kagura!!"

Tanjiro's blade blazed with swirling flames, as his body whipped through the air at immense speeds, nearly setting ablaze everything in its path.

"Water breathing: Fourth form.."

"Striking tide!!!"

A stream of highly pressurised water materialised around Giyuu's sword, imbuing his slash with the properties of a tide, gentle yet fierce.

"Tsk!"

Chuckling, Sukuna stretched out his palm and seamlessly stopped both attacks easily, before he unleashed lightning fast kicks and punches that hurled and unprotected Tanjiro right into a tree.

Giyuu on the other hand was even quicker to react. The moment Sukuna moved, he unleashed another technique.

"Water whirlpool!!"

A massive spinning whirlpool of water materialised around him, effectively blocking Sukuna's punches, however before he could even catch a breath, Sukuna's sharp claw tore through the whirlpool and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him out with absolutely no impediment whatsoever.

"Put more power into it when you hit me!"

*BANG!*

Sukuna laughed and unleashed and backhanded punch that sent the water Hashira flying into the sky. He was about to move when he instant spotted a blood red thread slicing towards him.

Without bating an eyelid, the thread that was descending towards him snapped into two, as he descended towards Rui with an annoyed expression.

"You like slicing things don't you?." Sukuna caressed his hair and walked towards him with one hands in his pocket.

"Blood demon Art: Curting thread cage!!!"

Rui shuddered in fear, watching Sukuna walk towards him. He immediately utilised his blood demon art, summoning a large swirling mass of slicing blood red threads.

"Man, you're boring.."

*SLASH!*

Sukuna snorted and stretched out his hand, employing his cursed energy and powering up his cursed technique. The next moment, hundreds of invisible slashes swept out, decimating everything and everyone within a 5km radius, with the exception of Sukuna himself.

Even Tanjiro and Giyuu who were not even attacking at the moment were sliced and diced, as multiple incised wounds formed on their bodies.

Rui on the other hand was not awarded so light a punishment from the king of curses himself. Being caught up right in the centre of the attacks, both his arms and legs were completely sliced off and turned to specks of flesh, while his face and body were left relatively unharmed.

"Hehehehe.."

Sukuna walked towards Rui who tried his very best to get his healing factor to kick, however no matter what he did, his arms and legs were not regrowing. Worse than that, the wounds on his body caused him excruciating pain which caused him to shudder.

Laughing out, Sukuna advanced towards him with a condescending look in his eyes, as if the despair of Rui was completely ecstatic and utterly amusing.

"I gave you my word. You could not land an attack..so you die.."

Stretching out his hand, Sukuna grabbed Rui by the next and lifted him off the ground.

Staring into the eyes of the figure before him, Rui finally realised that he wasn't fit to be called a demon and that Sukuna was the one true demon.

"Don't…kill me.."

His eyes grew moist, wondering how his life was going to end, tortured and killed at the hands of a demon.

"The weak have no right to demand. They have to accept anything that the strong impose on them, like ants!"

Sukuna suddenly turned expressionless and spoke, and under the terrified eyes of Tanjiro, Giyuu and now Nezuko, Sukuna mouth widened, and he completely swallowed Rui, gobbling him down in one try, as he wiped the blood off his lips with a smirk.

"Now then, swordsman, you'll be next to go if you can't land a hit like the wretched fellow I just devoured."

Pointing towards Giyuu, the water Hashira's apathetic expression seemed to twist in fear, as memories flashed through his mind.

He had once faced a similar situation during his youth, at the final selection battle, where he lost everything that mattered dearly to him once more.

Sukuna was about to move when a katana came piercing towards his neck from out of nowhere.

"Hmm?"

Raising a brow, he simply grabbed the blade and shattered it one attempt, before his eyes turned to look at the intruder, who was a purplish black haired, young beautiful woman with purplish black eyes and a butterfly like Komodo on her demon slayer uniform.

Without hesitation dozens of minute slashes swept out in an instant, slashing right into her abdomen and sending her flying towards Giyuu while blood spurted out wildly.

"Shinobu!"

Giyuu rushed and caught her in his arms as she coughed blood with a smile still hanging on her face, and her gaze resting on his.

"Don't worry, Im not going to die. It's just superficial wounds. .."

The newcomer, the insect Hashira, Shinobu Kocho, groaned in pain, and wrestled out of Giyuu's arms before she turned towards Sukuna with a frown.

"Poison? Tsk! Annoying.."

Sukuna felt a sting on his hand and turned towards his hand that caught Shinobu's sword and chuckled upon seeing it was rotting away.

He immediately cleaved it off with his technique and regrew it back almost in an instant, before he began walking towards the four of them once more.

"Why?!"

Walking towards them, Sukuna was about to attack when Tanjiro roared out in anger while glaring daggers at him.

"Why are you doing this?! Are our lives just mere toys to you?! We are human beings! Just because you're strong doesn't mean you are a God! Don't you have any remorse in you?!"

Tanjiro questioned, as Sukuna's brow furrowed.

"Why? It's simple actually. Because I find it amusing and entertaining. Toying with the lives of weaklings is probably the most entertaining thing. Watching them wriggle in their sorrows and despair simply brings ecstasy to my soul…Hahaha."

Sukuna placed both hands in his pockets and laughed, shivers running down everyone's spines.

"What wrong have we done to deserve this?!" Tanjiro questioned once more.

"What wrong have you done? You are weak. That's what you did wrong. The weak don't deserve to be happy when they can crumble and fall apart from just a touch from those with power. Weakness disgusts me.."

Sukuna uttered with a smirk, while everyone slowly backed away.

"Wait. "

As Sukuna was about to move towards them, Giyuu roared out and forced him to stop.

"Previously, you said that if I manage to land a hit on you, you'll tell me who you truly are, but I failed to do so, and I deserve death, but what if I can guess who you truly are, does that rewrite our fate and spare our lives?"

His tone was almost pleading even with the apathetic look.