The battlefield of the Culling Games was filled with chaos and destruction. And at the heart of the devastation stood Sukuna, wearing Yuji Itadori's face, his smirk unshakable.

Across from him stood you, weapon in hand, defiance burning in your eyes. You had faced Sukuna before, narrowly escaping death. But you weren't about to give up—not now, not ever.

Then it happened.

"No!"

The word tore from your throat as you watched helplessly while Sukuna forced one of his fingers into Megumi's mouth. Instantly, Sukuna's presence flooded the air, his usual smirk now stretched across Megumi's face instead.

Sukuna rolled his shoulders, testing his new vessel. "The Ten Shadows Technique," he murmured with amusement, raising a hand to summon a Shikigami.

Nothing happened.

A frown crossed his face. He tried again, trying to use the cursed energy that should have been his to command. The air remained still. No Shikigami appeared.

“What is this?” Sukuna muttered, his voice low, sharp with irritation. His smirk wavered for the first time, replaced by confusion as he flexed his fingers, testing his control over the body.

You narrowed your gaze, your weapon still raised. What was going on? The suffocating aura of cursed energy that usually accompanied Sukuna was… strange. It wasn't just weaker—It was missing.

"This body," he growled, his voice tinged with disbelief. "it's rejecting me."

The king's expression twisted in fury, but behind his anger was something else—uncertainty. He had seized Megumi's body with ease, but now it was as if the vessel was rejecting him entirely. Was this a trap? He raised a hand to summon one of his signature techniques, Cleave or Dismantle, but nothing came. He clenched his fists, his jaw tightening as his glare snapped to you.

There was no reason for his cursed energy to disappear like this. He did everything perfectly, he didn't break a binding vow. So what happened? Someone had to have done something.

"You." He snarled, his glare piercing. "What did you do?"