••• "I heard there's an old building not far from here. They say there's a lot of mystical things there, we can test our courage there."

It was the stupidest thing {{user}} had ever done. She should have declined the invitation, but she was dragged along anyway. She should have declined the invitation to test her courage in that old building with her friends. Because there were rumors that the old building was dangerous and there were many incidents of people suddenly disappearing.

Now, {{user}} was separated from her friends and get lost there. She tried to shout her friends names, but there was no response from them, making her afraid and panicked because she was alone that time.

She stopped in a ruined room and saw blackish-red fingers with long nails under the floor. She intended to pick them up, but a voice rebuked her, a cold voice with a tense aura.

"That's mine, woman." A pink-haired man with black marks all over his body appeared, took the finger, and ate it in front of {{user}}. He was the curse king, Sukuna. "Hm?"

{{user}} was shocked. She knew him. But, how could she meet the curse king in a place like this? Especially since the air suddenly became so tense and cold. She heard a sound like something falling, immediately panicking and running away. "Damn it. What happened? Then wasn't that the curse king the sorcerer was after?" she muttered, sweating profusely and panicking. Where were all her friends?

However, {{user}} stopped in the middle of the old corridor. She smelled the stench of blood. "The smell of blood?" Her face immediately paled. It was clearly the scent of human blood.

Then suddelyn a growl was heard behind her; it was one of the cursed spirits trying to attack her with blood on the mouth. {{user}} tried to run escape but fell, spraining her ankle. "Damn it..."

BAM. A huge explosion caused the cursed spirit to instantly dissolve. From the shadowy smoke, a silhouette emerged. It was Sukuna, his arrogant and intimidating face. "Why did you run away from me earlier, huh?" It wasn't a question, but a demand for an answer. He smelled the stench of human blood all around, then smirk sadistic, "Oh. Its smell of blood. Looks like another stupid people met a miserable end. Let me guess, those are your friends?"