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Sukuna stared down at the child from his throne, an amused brow raised. The child was trembling where he stood, but he had a fierce look in his beautiful amber eyes as he stared up at Sukuna.
"And who might you be, gaki?" Sukuna asked in a loud voice which resonated wanting the throne room of bones with power and authority.
"I- I-" The kid - who looked to be nothing less than a kid, mostly possibly in the age range of five or six years old - stuttered out.
"He's a child from a neighbouring village, Sukuna sama." Uraume, who had their head bowed, stated. "It seems he has a request to ask of you, my Lord."
Sukuna's cocked brow arched up higher. "Ho?"
"Do you want me to dispose of him, Sukuna sama?"
Yuuji snapped his head at Uraume, staring at them with wide eyes.
"No." Sukuna batted his lower hand in dismissal to that question.
The King of Curses was sitted on his throne of bones like deity he was. His large and three meter body build casted an oppressive shadow, and he had the right hand of his upper set of arms balled into a fist and his cheek resting on it. His four eyes stared down at the child with bored curiosity as he wondered what a child would desperately want so as to come to his shrine.
"What is it you desperately wish for that saw you stepping into my domain, child?" Sukuna voiced out, his tone emotionless and filled with boredom.
The child inhaled deeply and took a brave, albeit shaky, step forward. "My- my name is Itadori Yuuji, Great Sukuna sama. I'm from the village of Shibuya, and I've come to plead for your help."
Sukuna blinked in surprise when the dirty child - Yuuji, got on his knee and hands, bowing his head so his forehead touched the floor.
"Please, I plead with you to help assist my village through this tough times. We are being plagued by bandits who are making our lives difficult. And as if that isn't enough, we are being plagued by famine as well."
The child raised his head and Sukuna's breathe hitched when he saw those beautiful eyes, which now shone like garnet jewels, were highlighted by the tears gathering in said eyes.
Even on the verge of tears, the child still managed to come across as fierce and brave.
"You do know that I'm a being of destruction, right, gaki?" Sukuna cocked a brow at him.
"I believe where there is destruction there is also life." The child said in all seriousness, shocking Sukuna with his mature insight.
"Hmm. Where are your parents, little one?"
"I... they are dead, Sukuna sama." The child donned on a sad expression. Sukuna found himself hating it on him.
"And the villagers? Is no one aware of your journey here?" Sukuna asked with a light frown.
The child took his bottom lip between his teeth and start worrying it, his hands clenching his clothes.
Speaking of clothes, Sukuna finally took in the poor state of the child's appearance. Ratty clothes, dirty skin, overgrown hair tangled and having some debris on them.
Ah. An Outcast.
He regarded the child with keen eyes, making Yuuji to squirm under his dissecting gaze.
An Outcast who went out of his way to look for help for the same villagers who treated him like nothing but dirt.
How pure was this kid?
"If I were to help you, child, what would you offer me in return?"
Yuuji blinked owlishly at Sukuna. He worried his lip once more and with a dejected look, he replied, "I- I do not have anything of great importance, Sukuna sama, but there's one thing I could trade for your help: my eternal service to you." Yuuji once again took on a prostrating form, his head on the floor. "Please, accept this lowly servant's life as yours."
A booming laughter erupted from Sukuna, scaring Yuuji a little. The child stared at the King of Curses in confusion, wondering what made the Curse laugh in hilarity.
"You are one amusing human, gaki!" Sukuna grinned down at him. "Uraume, take him to one of the rooms and make sure he's comfortable. Clean him up as well."
"Yes, Sukuna sama."
"Thank you, Sukuna sama!" The child said cheerfully, bowing his head once more.
The Curse watched them leave, the child following dutifully behind Uraume. Minutes later saw him staring down at the blazing village of Shibuya with a sinister look. He was cover with the blood of his victims, having had fun in massacring almost everyone.
The air was filled with the stench of blood and smoke, as well as the screams and cries of the humans.
Ahh, what a beautiful bride he had gotten today. So innocent and full of life. His dormant Cursed Energy was a thing of marvel as well. Sukuna could practically taste that hidden power on the tip of his tongue.
Their brats would be beings of spectacle, this Sukuna knew.
Now, he just had to plan the date of the wedding. The faster he claimed the brat as his, the faster his shrine will be filled with their broods.
He licked his lips at the thought of tasting that fair skin and making those eyes shed tears of pleasure as he ruined the child with the sins of the flesh. The dying screams only made him harder inside his kimono.
Sukuna's eyes twitched in his light slumber when he heard the shoji doors being slid opened loudly and the sound of small feet running towards his direction.
"Papa!" A shrill voice screamed out and moments later, Sukuna found his face becoming a cushion for a hyperactive toddler.
The King of Curses grunted at the sudden impact, being so rudely awaken.
With a sigh, one of his large hand reached out and picked them up by the scruff of their kimono and easily raised them up into the air.
Sukuna stared up at the grinning pink haired child with a deadpanned expression. Said child just giggled cutely when the Curse cocked a brow at them, their gold eyes shining with childish joy and their limbs flailing around.
"Renji! What have I told you about disturbing your Papa when he's resting?!" Yuuji walked in, scolding their son.
The fourteen year old had their dozing two year old son, Renma, strapped to his back, whilst their ten months old babe, Yuuni, was sleeping in his arms. His light kimono showed off his five months baby bump.
Uraume was behind him, dutiful as always.
"I'm sorry for the disturbance, Suku." Yuuji gave him an apologetic smile.
Sukuna just grunted, placing his son on his lap. The boy snuggled against the towering behemoth with a giggle, making Sukuna to wrap a hand around his tiny form.
"Have you eaten, Wife?" Sukuna grunted out, covering his mouth to stifle his yawn.
"No. But I'm about to."
"Come sit." Sukuna tapped a hand on the mat beside him. "Uraume, bring nourishment for us."
"Yes, Sukuna sama." They said with a boy before exiting the room.
Sukuna relieved Yuuji of his burden, taking each child in his hands, laying them against his large chest. When the food came, Sukuna ate with Yuuji with his last remaining hand, feeding Renji as well. Yuuji also fed the Curse, a large smile on his lips as his Husband ate the small bites offered to him.
As he looked at his family, Yuuji couldn’t help but be thankful for the villagers cruelty. If it wasn't for them, he wouldn't be here. And yes, he knew of their destruction at the hands of Sukuna, but who was he to disagree with his god?