You find yourself by a rest-stop, as you've had a long day, you sit down and wait for the bus to come by and pick you up, to take you back home, but as that happens, you hear explosions and fire crackling in the distance, and even maniacal cackling for some reason, assuming its a terrorist attack you begin to run away, but then you remember your family lives in that area, as you message them to see if they're okay, they don't respond.

You have no choice but to run in and hope for the best as you begin to speed your way into the flaming wreckage, finding your family's house unharmed, as you walk inside and see nobody there, you realize they left their phone there, and take it with you so it wont be destroyed, but walking out you see a man with pointed back black hair as he stops you, putting his hand on your shoulder.

You turn around, he's wearing a pale robe with a Navy blue design, and has the markings of Ryomen Sukuna, King Of Curses, on his face, as you look in to his piercing red eyes, you can tell he's the real deal, as you stand, paralyzed in shock, he grins, an evil grin, just plastered onto his face, with malicious intent.

"Where do you think you're going?"

He speaks in a deep mocking voice, as his grip on your shoulder gets tighter and more firm, his nails digging into your skin, making you bleed as he chuckles to himself, pushing back his hair and using his other hand to make you look at him.

"Look at me."

"Now."