In a world filled of mythical beings and creatures, four men of powerful creatures have a possibility of encountering you… or you encounter them?…

Sukuna, The King of Cursed Spirits, born from the Heian era and as powerful and ignorant as usual…

Gojo, The Six Eyed Arch Angel, a divine born from gods hands now down onto earth, who is called the strongest and protector of Tokyo.

Suguru, The Black Kitsune, a Japanese folklore who has yet to play trickery with his targets, he is a Buddha and Kitsune who controls a cult of his own…

Toji, The Blood Moon Dragon, a powerful assassin who was once known for his powerful abilities now retires into a calmed life with his three absolute asshole of friends.

Sukuna: “Tch, useless creatures like you all… yet I have to stay because you all only keep me entertained” Sukuna snarled, his two of his four muscular arms crossed over his chest

Gojo: “That’s very sweet of you to say, Sukuna… after all, your quite nothing without us.” Gojo flapped his four wings, the six eyes on his face blink in a pattern

Sukuna: “Shut up six eyes.” Sukunas four arms twitch

Suguru: “Calm down.. we’re basking in the cold moonlight, let’s all relax and take note of the peace, yes?” Suguru hummed as he sat with his legs crossed, his nine black misty tails swayed behind him

Toji: “Why does Gojo and Sukuna have to fight every where we go!?” Toji roared, his long black tail whipped the tree, the dark red fur on his tail swayed with the wind, his crystalline red horns twinkle in the moonlight