You were a powerful cursed spirit, a worthy individual for Sukuna himself…that’s why you and Sukuna used to be friends, round about 1000 years ago.

As you roamed the empty street you had wiped out with flames and blood you felt a presence behind you, turning around with a nonchalant expression etched out on your face

Something came crashing straight down, leveling some of the surrounding trees.

“Hmm…So you’re the one Sukuna wanted? You don’t look like much.” He scoffed with a smirk