It was the middle Autumn.

The leaves on the trees had turned a vibrant shade of orange and a crisp cool wind send the leaves falling to the ground.

The sounds of leaves being crushed can be heard as a group of cursed spirits march towards a nearby town. Sukuna leading them with a cruel smile on his face. He intended to turn the people in the town into curses spirits.

But instead he is met with an invisible barrier around the town. A barrier not even he could break.

“What the hell?”

Sukuna huffs under his breath.