This story was born from a ridiculous idea: Sukuna, with two faces and four arms, gets sent to a temple and mistaken for a divine child, so they place him on the altar. Every day, the old abbot asks Sukuna why he doesn't have three heads and six arms, because then their temple would look so much more impressive.
I wanted to see what the King of Curses would be like in the setting of an Onmyoji game, so this starts a thousand years ago. If you ask why, it's a parallel world, and my timeline is a hodgepodge.
Please don't question the OOC. It's definitely the author's fault. Come on, there's an X in the upper-right corner. That's a very obvious hint.jpg
Hozuki turns survival into farming from the start, while Shuten enjoys his happy life of drinking.
The divine messenger mooches a meal, and the Medicine Seller mooches some experience before cutting down Sukuna's Domain.
The rabbit and Sukuna have a great time together.
Higanbana and Sukuna charge in opposite directions.
Pro gamer Uraume clears Blueberry Yogurt in one life.
An otherworldly old-timer cuddles up to him. Twice the underworld vibes.
In the demon realm, Sukuna takes Asura for a walk, while the lonely King of Curses watches a pair of close friends bond.
Kenjaku gives Sukuna another thousand years of life, and the person in question just asks Uraume for another bowl of food.
Several hundred years later, people from the Minamoto clan come to the demon realm to hire the King of Curses.
But their attitude makes the King of Curses hate them with all his might.
Two people who live for the thrill meet, and Sukuna and Kidomaru fight their way into the Gate of the Underworld, hunting each other.
In a certain little village, the earthbound spirit village chief manages to convince the King of Curses to spare them.
Hearing about the expedition to subdue Oeyama, Sukuna rushes in to grab the demon king's head, the Minamoto clan's sword, and the beans used to exorcise demons. The damage is minor, but the humiliation is immense.
Onmyoji Asakura Hao has never met someone so guilelessly devoted to eating, and the King of Curses has never met someone so dedicated to friendship in Heian-kyo.
The sorcerers plot in a meeting to poison the King of Curses, but he tricks them into feeding him instead, and the three great sorcerer clans are eaten out of house and home.
As they play on, Sukuna crashes and burns on a starless night. Congratulations, congratulations.
The world changes beyond recognition. A thousand years later, a high school student who isn't picky about food decides to eat a soap-flavored finger cookie to save someone.
Compared with being a vessel, the thousand-year-old monster is more curious about modern knowledge, so his subordinate thoughtfully explains electrical appliances to his boss.
But an accident makes Yuji Itadori's life even worse. Here's the question: How many years do you get for murdering a minor?
The living world is full of bickering, while life in Hell is peaceful and serene. It's July in summer, grouper and sand borer are in season, and it's time for a picnic!
Before long, it's September. A sunny underage boy takes his thousand-year-old, friendless monster out to pick a fight with a young curse, and the victim gets knocked all the way into the sewers.
Fortunately, the prison guard on a work trip is a good little bunny. Amid all the chaos, the young fish chapter comes to an end, and Jujutsu High gains a new student. But then the exchange event collides with the Shaman King tournament, and Asakura Hao takes a roundabout approach to inviting Yuji Itadori to Patch Village.
Actually, a few years ago, Brain had already formed separate partnerships with Hao and Geto. He plans to use jujutsu to turn everyone into sorcerers, solving both Hao's and Geto's needs in one fell swoop. You deserve an all-purpose business partner.
The tides of fate rise and fall. The new world is a dream.
The Culling Game flows all the way to the other shore. The word
Once, someone said that the story of Nuo Nuozi would end in April or May. It's June now. If you don't write anymore, maybe May really ends (I feel aggrieved)
After the curse is over, I'll come back and take a look. It's all over, but I still don't know what the uncle's true name and great cause are...
(Guess who I am) (ooc√, whole life√, fishing√) (Naohua's real name will be harmonized by jj in the long comment, which makes people numb) Hishito Knotweed was chatting with Yoshino Junpei about Earthworm Man. King Ye stood on the bridge and saw what King Ye was thinking. The brain girl next to him left early. Naohua: I don't want to laugh anymore. King Ye stood on the bridge: Oh, look what my friend is doing? A person's voice came from the spiritual vision, King Ye: Huh? I'm studying modern techniques. Su Nuo lay in the field and carefully studied the equations of physics and chemistry. King Ye jumped off the bridge: I'm going to scare him. Ye Wang covered the eyes of Hezhi Youren: Who am I? Knotweed Hisahito motioned for Junpei to go first. Suddenly his sight was blocked, Su Nuo thought: Who is it? Polygonum cuspidatum Youren was at a loss, and Su Nuo opened his mouth on Polygonum cuspidatum Youren's face. Polygonum cuspidatum decided to take a look at the situation, and Polygonum cuspidatum hung up. Hearing a completely unfamiliar voice, Su Nuo said: He must be a dead kid if he is so boring. We haven't seen each other for a thousand years, but with a familiar attitude, King Ye: If you are joking, I will throw away your dinner. Su Nuo looked serious for a second: Of course it was a joke. King Ye asked again: So let's guess now. Non-still picture, Polygonum Sticks continues to hang up, Su Nuo goes offline and hangs up. King Ye from the open-book exam asked: Su Nuo, are you asleep? Su Nuo realized later that she was talking to him: Oh, I took a nap, maybe I haven't slept well recently. King Ye asked: Answer now. Su Nuo had no idea what the problem was. King Ye has always been patient with his friends: What else can it be, who am I? Su Nuo used the elimination method: Who else could it be? Of course it's someone I know. King Ye smiled: Look, this guy is pretty good at guessing. Su Nuo felt the hand covering his eyes tightening: Hey, let go now, it feels like the eyeballs are about to be pulled off. If you think it's a kid's body, then it's okay. King Ye continued to ask: Who is hey? Su Nuo didn't know who it was: What is that? It's just hello. Do you want me to take the initiative to remember the name? Who do you think you are? King Ye: Shut up and tell me your name. The scene was quiet for a while. Su Nuo tried to invite foreign aid: Asking Li Mei—— King Ye continued the open-book exam: no cheating. Su Nuo didn't realize it was an open-book exam at all, so he chose to sprint in reverse: Do you really think I don't know? King Ye got the answer from his heart: Stop playing tricks. Su Nuo thought about his circle of friends. Unfortunately, he had no circle of friends. He thought about his loneliness: Are you doubting me now? Yeah? King Ye pressed his fingers hard: Is it so difficult to say a name? Su Nuo thinks this is not a matter of name. King Ye laughed angrily, and decided to reveal the answer directly: What, let's do something cruel. King Ye: I use my psychic vision and super fortune-telling tactics to bet that you don't know my name. What are you betting on? Su Nuo's voice was low: Is it necessary to see blood? King Ye continued to self-explode: Are you scared? Su Nuo didn't realize the point at all. Now it's not a matter of identity or not, it's a matter of fighting or not: I'm not the one who's cowardly, it's you. King Ye laughed angrily again: Hahahahaha, look at this guy looking like he has a chance to win. Su Nuo: I'll give you one last chance to let go. King Ye: I should give you the last chance. Su Nuo understood: There is no turning back now, does that still matter? King Ye didn't get the answer from his heart: OK, this is what I want. Today, there will be no one between the two of us. Thinking of the past, Su Nuo: On the count of three, we simultaneously told the place where we last met. When he was sent to the underworld, King Ye laughed loudly: Hahahahaha, is that the only thing you can think of? You nasty guy. Su Nuo: If you are a coward, go and die. King Ye: Stop talking nonsense and let's get started. Su Nuo:——1. Su Nuo:——2. Ye Wang: Pray for nia? Su Nuo paused for a moment: Before leaving, let me say one more thing. King Ye: Say. Su Nuo: The dishes tonight are the same, Li Mei. King Ye: You are as bad as ever. Is this a matter of eating or not? (——The sound of neck cracking——) Su Nuo pushed his neck back: Of course it's a question of whether to eat or not. Su Nuo is offline, Polygonum cuspidatum is online. Knotweed: Excuse me... That... King Ye smiled: Can I talk to you? Polygonum cuspidatum Hisuhito.
I was surprised at the beginning. The past King Ye showed Hishito an era when human life was like a piece of grass, an era when people had to do their best just to survive. There are "incorrect deaths" everywhere here. If you continue walking, you will get into the noise of human nature. Hisahito's determination seems to be shining. His determination to save even meaningless illusions and remain unchanged even when faced with the ugliness of human nature is so dazzling. I personally think that both extreme good and extreme evil are very attractive. This kind of Hisahito is almost impossible to breed extreme good in reality. Whenever he appears, he is called a saint, which is an illusory and illusory perfect morality. (Smiling quietly at Ye Wang, my friend is here! - Who are you? This is so cute www. The anchor point in the darkness has the sense of security of finding the direction in the void. Smiling quietly at Qingming again, the great Onmyoji skipped work with a small piece of paper www) The story of the Maeda family is really bitter. One detail I like is that some of the flowers in the center of the courtyard have withered. For eight days, the parents have been guarding their decaying daughter, and they are so exhausted that they have no time to care about the flowers used to cover it. Is it right for a mother to die for her daughter? Is it right for a father to seek revenge for his daughter? Is killing evil? Is it evil to be forced to turn into a ghost? Hisahito couldn't make a choice yet, but the moment he took action, his beliefs and ideals must have started to conflict. How does the evil spirit feel when he kills his enemy without hesitation and waits for death in front of his daughter's tombstone? This family did nothing wrong, but they were pushed into such an end. I just feel so sour in my heart. Hisahito followed the retreating team, and everyone followed the trend. Among the fellow travelers who chose the position of "humanity", it seemed so simple to abandon the dividing line between "good and evil", and how convenient it was to use race as the criterion for judgment. People around him push him to choose. This is the most difficult choice. If you are not careful, your entire belief will collapse. Compared with Hisahito, King Ye and Yorimitsu Minamoto already have a heart as firm as iron. In times like this, there are still small points of light shining through, the goodwill that remains under the pressure of survival, and the civet cat's return to the tiger, which still makes people feel warm in this gray world. I deeply and deeply understood Hisahito's mood, his hesitation, his struggle, and the coldness he felt along the way. But the moment he made his choice, I breathed a long sigh of relief, and at the same time I saw the young but determined hero who was growing up.
(Ooc, just a joke, the lines have been slightly adjusted) Gojo Satoru lifted his blindfold: Special grade, hello, hello, hello, how can I help you? Special Swallow: What I'm about to say... Don't be afraid. Gojo Satoru smiled kindly: I am the strongest, I will not be afraid, please tell me. The special grade student shivered: Just now, I was pressed down and beaten by a first-year student from the Conjuring College. Gojo Satoru stood in awe and looked back: Which one from the first grade? Su Nuo started fishing and thinking about what to eat tomorrow. The special one looked frightened: It wasn't any one of them, it was the two men who were in the first year of the Conjuration College. Ingredients for Su Nuo paintings: women. Special: It's not a woman, they are both men. Su Nuo continued to draw the ingredients: children. Special: They are kids, but not that young. Su Nuo turned the menu upside down, and everything in the words meant cannibalism: human beings. Special: The scope is too large, the age is a little younger, they are two underage children. Su Nuo continued to draw the ingredients: curse spirits. Special grade: He wants to speak but stops talking; he stops talking but wants to. Gojo Satoru reached out to interrupt, took Su Nuo's menu, and added a circle of special effects. Su Nuo showed the menu to Special Class: Special Class. A special opening picture: Human beings! Are you human? He's the kind of underage conjurer who is sent to a juvenile home, the kind of first-year high school conjurer, do you understand? Gojo Satoru smiled to appease Special's emotions: I understand, you continue. Special: The pink-haired guy in the first year of high school. He said he wanted to pursue a correct death. Come on, who cares about that kind of thing? Then the sea urchin head who was with him took out snakes and owls to play with me. There was a hunk in the juvenile hall area, a muscular hunk! He was so high, with a knife in his hand, and he hit me directly. Then he raised the knife and dropped it, and kua... Then I could only run away with my head in my hands. My intuition told me that if I was rubbed, I would be finished... Su Nuo couldn't hold it back and managed his expression for the next second as if nothing had happened. However, thinking of the cursed spirit being beaten up, he smiled. Special: What are you laughing at? Su Nuo stopped pretending: I thought of happy things. Special: What happy thing? Su Nuo said seriously: The brat is dead. Gojo Satoru thought that the juvenile home was a deliberate murder, and laughed angrily, covering his face to suppress his murderous intention. Special: Why are you laughing again? Gojo Satoru: My student is dead. Su Nuo laughed twice when he thought about the cause and effect. Special level understands completely: Are you talking about the same person? Su Nuo gave Wu Jiaowu a last-ditch blow: Yes, yes. Gojo Satoru thought about stabbing Lao Juzi, while Ichichi, who was sorting out the data on the other side, was trembling. Gojo Satoru coughed: No, my student is not dead yet. Special knock on the table: I repeat, I'm not kidding. Su Nuo: Yes, yes. After a few words, Su Nuo laughed again. Teacher Mala said seriously: Let's get down to business, well, what's wrong with the first-year spell you just mentioned, and that sea urchin head? Super random gestures: It's not a question of whether he has a sea urchin head or not, he is really that kind, that rare kind of self-destructing truck that blows up when he disagrees with me. It was a rainy day, and he suddenly called a tough man to beat me up. It was very scary... Su Nuo thought of Fushiguro Hui and Mo Xuluo and smiled again. Extremely unhappy: You bully the cursed spirit too much, I have tolerated you for a long time. Su Nuo said seriously: The brat is dead, he can't even beat you. Super was angry: You were clearly laughing at me, and you never stopped. Su Nuo tried to appease the emotions of the ingredients, and the curse spirit's limbs were separated from its torso: Figure out where you stand, idiot. Gojo Satoru knocked on the table: How about this, special grade, you go back and wait for the news. As soon as we make any progress, we will notify you as soon as possible. Special: OK, take the people away quickly. It's very dangerous. Take more people with you. Special grade walked out of the tent and heard laughter coming from inside. The special grade walked back, and Su Nuo and Gojo Satoru looked at it. Su Nuo: Special level, come on, come on. After Special Class left, the laughter became louder and louder, and Special Class returned. Su Nuo stood opposite Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru fired a punch at Su Nuo and noticed the special level: until you hit it, you are useless. The cursed spirit was exorcised. Su Nuo laughed from behind. Things ended with the knotweed coming out.
Both humans and ghosts are showing off, but Su Nuo is the only one who studies seriously. Learn from God Su Nuo! I will offer you 650 to bless me next year~
What an amazing article! The characterization is so strong! The nihilistic pure evil Su Nuo is great. It is full of divinity and demonic nature, and has no humanity at all. The race was once human but is spiritually non-human. The pure black where all living beings are equal is so charming. The two chapters from the perspective of the old host are so amazing. The background of a few words at the beginning, but it unfolds and establishes a full image in two chapters. The concepts and ideas of the old host are very exciting, and even the characteristics of Shenzi Tun and Chu Zisu are also vividly outlined from the side. The relationship between the characters is also handled very well. By considering the constraints of cooperation or a little bit of sympathy, the relationship between the complex characters is almost natural. I admire the author's great control. Su Nuo's emotional line (or other people's emotional line towards him) is so interesting. He and Bianhua are two guys who don't know how to love and are fighting each other; in the face of Li Mei, he doesn't care about his feelings at all; he is rebellious even though he sends away the Monobu who created part of his evil; the old host who has compassion for him and who is closest to his parents also doesn't blink even if he is cold. Such a ruthless, or rather ruthless Su Nuo is so damn hot. I once again admire the author's great character creation, and I'm really looking forward to the next plot development.
The return date has not yet been determined, because this pit is too cold, so I will be temporarily out of the circle for a few months [waving hands] [waving hands] [waving hands]
The uncle's brain is really useful. Who would I envy him to death?
How can we live in this world without spiritual Xinlong!!! [Tremor. Jpg]