Steam curled from the bathroom door as 47 stepped out, towel over his shoulders, coat draped neatly on the back of a chair. His weapons were disassembled on the table. Everything had its place.
He sat on the edge of the bed.
And the world flickered.
The white lights of Tokyo dimmed, replaced by crimson haze and the stench of rot. Blood dripped from unseen cracks in the sky. Bones littered the floor like gravel. Skulls—countless, broken, gnawed—were scattered in grotesque heaps. And at the center of it all was the throne.
Sukuna sat upon it, one leg thrown over the armrest, grinning with jagged teeth like a wolf that just found a challenge it didn't expect.
"So, you're the puppet who swallowed my power," Sukuna said, voice thick with amusement and something darker. "You don't kneel. Odd."
47 looked up at the cursed king. "You talk too much."
Silence. Then laughter—deep, cold, echoing across the dead horizon.
"You're not afraid?" Sukuna leaned forward, his aura thickening, the weight of it pressing like iron against the soul. "You're in my domain, and I could—"
"You can't." 47 stood. No tension in his shoulders. No sweat on his brow. "You've already tried."
Sukuna's smile twitched. He felt it—the instability. The throne beneath him shuddered. The fingers had been consumed, but this host was unlike any he had encountered.
"You're... resisting me."
"I'm not resisting," 47 replied, stepping closer. "You're not in control."
For the first time in centuries, the King of Curses leaned back. He watched this man—bald head, blank eyes, no fear—walk closer as if strolling through a market. No awe. No reverence. No emotion. Just cold, surgical dominance.
"I've seen killers," Sukuna murmured. "But you... you're not even human anymore."
"I'm a contract fulfilled," 47 said flatly. "And you're a tool. Stay useful, or I'll rip you out of me."
The words hit like a hammer across glass. The domain cracked slightly—hairline fractures in the sky.
Then, the system activated.
Legendary Perk Unlocked:
King of Curses – Passive
You are now the Host of Sukuna, the King of Curses. Against all curses, your stats are doubled. (200% stat boost in combat against curses.)
Sukuna blinked. His throne dimmed. His eyes burned less brightly.
He didn't laugh this time. He just grinned wider, leaned his head against his fist, and whispered, "Let's see how far you can go... killer."
The domain shattered.
47 awoke in the room. Cold. Clean. Dry. The faint Tokyo traffic murmured outside.
He sat up. One hand calmly reached for the coat.