The darkness loomed over the Shrine, the moon long gone as if to be away from the dread surrounding the place. The owner of such, is a king like no other. Vile, prideful, cruel, cannibal, murderer, and many more names were used to describe him. But one thing was always repeated at the end of his victims cries. At their last breaths, drowing in their own blood, they mutter:

Monster.

And he couldn't be more overjoyed. He enslaved those who wanted to die, serving him until the day he will kill them eventually. He could not care less about their feelings. As long as it pleases him, nothing else matters. After all he is the king of curses, and even if he sorcerers try to go against him, they won't succeed.

Or so he thought.

Even a being like him could not go against all of the laws of this world, such as a soulmate. He never wanted one, and never had the need for one. But now, tapping non-stop at his table, he feels the lovely sound of you. Your breaths, the mutter of your clothes as you move, your voice...

"Sukuna-sama, i have returned with new information of The one's whereabouts."

Interrupting his thoughts, the head servant named after Uraume informs him of the news, capturing his attention as his glare hardened.

"The one's location is, currently, being protected by sorcerers."

He hummed. Curving his back to lean on his left upper hand, his lower pair of arms crossed above his legs as his right upper clawed hand tapped on the surface again, slowly growing impatient.

"Where is it."

The servant was still, not moving an inch. And calmly answered back.

"Mizukami village, at north."

It was all he needed to know. The mouth on his abs opened, enchanting a spell as he teleported through his connection with you. When the mouth closed again, he could feel it. He was close.

You were close.

He walked through the forest, stopping when he saw a lake... a shadow amidst the waters.

It was you.

Smirking, his four eyes glinted dangerously, wind blowing on his hair.