Kapitel 2: 2 - I'm the strongest one!

His parents, awoken by the loud noise, were in for a surprise. "Dear.. did you hear that?," said Sophie. Ambrose woke up after hearing the voice of his wife, and said, "What did you hear?"

After explaining to Ambrose what she heard, they both walked through the house, half awake. Walking to the baby's room to confirm he was safe, they touched something gooey and liquidy. They were startled by looking at the gruesome and grotesque sight.

The baby was, somehow, running on his two legs the day after it was born. It was a strange phenomenon, how could that happen?

They started questioning if this was a dream, however, it was unfortunately not. Moreover, if this wasn't a dream, why do they feel they have yet to wake up?

The baby was fully capable of thinking clearly, almost as if it was a mature adult. Looking at the boy with a saddened face, his mother pinched herself as she was annoyed at the fact she was still in a dream in spite of the fact that she knew it was a dream.

It was a sort of feeling they felt, that they weren't in a dream, before being knocked out by the baby.

They woke up, the next day, for the naming ceremony. It was a very special day. Everyone in the village was excited to name the child.

A naming ceremony takes place two days after the birth of the child, to honour God and to express thankfulness to God for blessing the family with offspring. It is a very important ceremony, more important than a funeral.

Their memories from last night were hazy, they could hardly remember anything. They didn't know why, it could be because of stress. Why would they have stress if their newborn baby was born the day before? They couldn't figure it out.

They stopped thinking about it, and went to bathe the baby and make it wear new clothes. The baby looked absolutely fabulous and marvelous, even.

As the ceremony starts, the parents are supposed to pick a few words that they like, such as divine (example),write it down, and put it in a box. They would mix them up, then the crowd infront of them would pick a card from the box. Each word picked added a vote to that word, making it a luck based ceremony.

They picked the words Twilight, Angelus, and Atlas. As the crowd approached, the votes started getting in. Angelus was winning by far, with 5 votes and the others right behind. Soon after, Twilight took number 1, with 13 votes. There were a total of 53 people, and 30 had already voted. As the votes started piling in, Twilight won with 26 votes.

As the parents celebrated, Twilight Allen, using his sonic-speed had already ran into the nearby wilderness. As you may already know, he liked trouble. Twilight, with his parents Sophia and Ambrose, would tease them everyday by giving them a few scratches and then erasing their memory, using the mind control ability gained from assasinating a cursed demon with the psychokinesis cursed technique.

As he speeded through the jungle, he muttered to himself, just some random utterances. Although having the memory of his past life and having the capacity to think clearly on it's own, it could not talk, for some reason.

Twilight, shook with uncontrollable fear, as he saw a special grade demon lock eyes with him, as it came his way, everything around it compressed, almost as the world itself was not comfortable around him.

As the baby stood, horrified at what fate had did with him, he immediately ran as fast as he could, back to the village. However, he wasn't nearly as fast the special grade. It was a type of special grade cursed spirit that emerged from the cursed wombs spawned from when a cursed spirit swallowed one of Sukuna's finger. It had 00.1% strength similar to Sukuna's.

This displayes just how terrifying Sukuna was. Imagine, meeting a cursed spirit a thousand times stronger than this abomination, you would experience truly gut-wrenching pain from the attacks of the demon from hell. It was also known as the King of Curses.

Sukuna is a tall and muscular man with four arms, four eyes, and a large mouth on his stomach. He has short pink-red hair and red eyes, with his two right eyes being angled differently and located on a white flesh plate-like structure on the right side of his face. He can manifest himself in the soul of any sorcerer.

His body is also covered in tattoos, which manifest on his vessel whenever he is in control and is naturally present in his true form. The tattoos are mostly black lines on his wrists, upper arms, upper body, abdomen, and face.

Black dots are also tattooed on each of his shoulders. When these tattoos manifest on a vessel with two arms, the lines encircling the upper arms and wrists are doubled, and circles form around the black dots on the shoulders. Sukuna's monstrous

appearance led many to describe him as a demon with four arms and two faces.

In the past and present, Sukuna only wears a pair of pants, as his unique body prevents him from wearing clothes for the upper body.

Inside his innate domain, Sukuna wears a light-colored kimono with a black edge, a black scarf, and black sandals, that displays immortal malevolence.

As the baby shuddered to the ground after being hit by the monstrous strength of the special grade, he, with all his might, tried to fight back. However, he couldn't land a single blow.

As the battle progressed, Twilight, was in a state of desperation. He breathed heavily, and thought to himself. "Domain Expansion: Technique Mimicry.," expanding his innate domain. The domain consisted of purple sky, with a bit of blue specks. It looked, weirdly, a lot like his eyes.

The domain possessed the ability to copy anyone's technique, and keep it forever, stored inside the pouch, or skillhive, of the user. There was a weird feeling inside the domain, almost as if you lost a loved one.

In the middle, the domain had a huge hourglass, which would shatter once the domain was ended. The hourglass counted time left for the user to copy the cursed soul's techniques, which was exactly 120 seconds. If, before that time, the user fell, or the domain user speaked, the hourglass would instantly shatter, as this process required absolute silence from the user.

The user would think of an hourglass, a clock, any time-unit displayer. They would count time, and the hourglass would drop as many specks of sand as time counted. Once the hourglass, which had hardly any sand in it for a huge one, finished, the user would be able to copy the technique of the soul inside it. The domain would rather steal the cursed technique than copy it.

The demon shuddered to the floor, realising what had just happened. It tried to use it's own domain, but it couldn't.

Time passed, as the cursed devil lost even more hope. It was about to lose the only thing that granted him the feeling of pride. As Twilight smiled in victory, his baby urges wanted to laugh, but he refused. He held his laughter in, to prevent consequences he would never want.

Twilight was already out of breath, and he needed to survive one hundred and twenty more seconds. As the cursed demon ran towards him with murderous intent, Twilight dodged with all his might.

The special grade curse threw barrages of water specks at him, which were as sharp as a knife. He also, a few times, created tsunamis as big as the Eiffel Tower go towards him. He, fortunately, had the barrier to protect him.

He was 2 days old, and already going head-on with a special grade curse. He could, officially, rank himself 00.1% Sukuna's power. Meaning, he could easily cut his toenails. Realising this, he laughed at himself. 00.1% of Sukuna's power is no great achievement.

Twilight, having dodging all of the special geade curse's moves for one hundred twenty or more seconds, he thought, "This is my perfect victory!"

As Twilight stole the ability of water manipulation from the curse grade, he easily killed the cursed grade. Celebration this victory of pure luck, he ran as fast as he could towards his home, and slept as fast as he could, too.

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also there will be a great time leap after this chapter