Somewhere in a dark cliff face, a certain cult was hosting a meeting.
Its main supporters all gathered around the statue of a god they worshipped, that stood tall and proud in the middle of a round table.
It possessed 4 perfect arms with a mouth engraved in its torso along with a face that could not be described by earthly words. In both of its right arms, it held a great
The one at the front of the table, was wearing a red cloak and hood much like the others, but his were engraved with accents of gold. He spoke first,
"3rd arm Ryo, have you heard back from the 4th armed Su?"
"He has failed his mission and perished at the hands of a Sorcerer from Jujutsu Tech."
One of the executives then said with shock,
"Jujutsu Tech has already caught wind of our plans?"
The one who appeared to be the leader, spoke with anger,
"Silence, 2nd arm Ku! You shall not speak unless spoken too! You may be new, but I won't tolerate disrespect."
Ku quickly apologised. The cult leader then continued,
"So it appears that there may be a rat amongst us. We will have to commence with the plan early before they can send in more support. 3rd arm Ryo, have you finished constructing the cursed tool?"
"It will be ready in 2 days, Cult leader. If it weren't for the star vessel criminals providing these materials for us, then it would have taken another 5 years before we could carry out this plan."
The creation of a cursed tool was a unique one. When it comes to cursed tools of grade 1 and below, the weapon itself must be made of the purest materials and then showered in cursed energy for a long period of time. Depending on its grade, this can take anywhere from days to months. For special grade tools that come with their own technique however, they require all of that, as well as an innate domain robbed from a sorcerer.
There were 2 ways to do this, but the easier one was ripping it out from a living sorcerer. This was supremely difficult, on top of finding a worthy enough technique to even put it inside, which was why the help from a much more powerful organisation was critical.
"That's great to hear. 2nd arm Ku and 1st arm Na, you two shall raid the Fukui Monastery for me and take back our god's final finger with the rest of our brethren. Then, we will wait out the last day, and when those Jujutsu fools try to come retrieve it, it will be too late."
The cult leader paused, before removing his hood. The other three had never seen his face before, so once they saw him they were reasonably shocked.
"For our lord Sukuna."
The rest then followed,
"For our lord Sukuna."
"For our lord Sukuna."
"For our lord Sukuna."
**
After being called back into the main hall, the newly formed trio had been summoned by the Head Priest of the monastery Oki Takaba,.Hagone who had been fast asleep was now trapped in a daze that kept in perpetual motion from the floor. Yukiko's hair was wrapped in a bath towel from her hair routine, while Akumu was still dirtied from the earlier fight.
"I have summoned you three to tell you about my youngest son, Okiko Oki. The truth is, our family has run this monastery since the Heian era 1300 years ago. However, during that time, our family was cursed."
A curse was no joke in Jujutsu, but a sorcerer family this powerful should've easily been able to get rid of it. What kind of a curse was it?
"Not one like a cursed spirit, but a literal curse. One that threatened to wipe out our family once every 100 years."
This conversation was meant to be about Okiko, so what the hell did he have to do with this curse? Akumu then asked,
"What does Okiko have to do with this then?"
"The inherited technique of the Oki clan, allows one to see calamity and it's flow. By using this technique, one can see misfortune, and disasters before they occur, allowing them to evade it before it arrives. The one who inherited this technique in my clan, was my son, Okiko."
This explained how Okiko managed to survive in that curse infested forest. If it was with his eyes, then he would've been able to find safe spots to hide, before a cursed spirit would even find it.
"The next calamity that threatens our family is approaching, and this time, my son has seen it in the shape of a 4 armed demon."
Instantly all three of them began to panic as a strange tension permeated the room. A 4 armed creature was synonymous with Sukuna himself.
"Which is why tomorrow we will immediately remove that finger from this monastery, and launch it into the far reaches of space. Once that thing leaves this planet's atmosphere, we won't have to worry about it ever again."
He began to laugh hysterically at the thought of his great plan. He encouraged the three to get great sleep tonight and that tomorrow would be the end of this planet's misery.
For because of him, the last piece of Sukuna would be eliminated once and for all!
Hagone and Akumu bunkered up together while Yukiko went off on her own somewhere.
**
That night, Akumu had a strange dream.
He was surrounded on all sides by 6 figures covered in shadows, all mercilessly beating him. Everytime he tried to get back up, he was quickly put back down before he could even do anything.
Eventually, one of those figures stepped forward, turning out to be Senjuro himself.
And then suddenly, he felt as if he had lost something precious to him. Something indescribable.
The world slowly began to fade away, and then,
There was only darkness.
**
A loud explosion was erupted in the middle of the night, followed by the deaths of many men.
The loud sound awoke the two boys, forcing them to quickly change back into their uniform.
Akumu quickly looked out the window, and saw that the monastery courtyard was burning, prompting him to jump out and investigate. That's when they saw it, multiple of the courtyard priests were battling against some red-hooded invaders. Naturally, the two sorcerers assisted with the fight.
Meanwhile, in Okiko's bedroom, the young boy was sleeping peacefully despite the chaos going on outside. At least he was, until a mysterious presence entered the room. It was the young boy's mother. She then spoke bitterly.
"I have spent the last 6 years wasting my life in this shithole raising you. I left you in that cursed forest, but that Jujutsu brat just had to save you from the 4th arm! No matter once you die tonight I will be granted a place in the new world that Lord Sukuna will create!"
Her cursed technique, allowed her to erase herself from the memory of anyone she meets. The greater the cursed energy the target has, the less she can erase, but on a child like Okiko it was supremely easy.
She raised her arm over the sleeping Okiko, with her blood-stained Kitchen knife in-hand. This woman was a spy sent by the cult to keep an eye on Takaba 6 years ago. It was only by chance that she ended up becoming his concubine, but now was the time for her to cover up her mistake.
Just before she could finish the job, a strong breeze knocked her off her feet. Out from under the bed crawled out the hiding Yukiko. She seemed incredibly pissed.
"DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT. I SPENT THE LAST 3 HOURS MAKING UP MY HAIR JUST TO RUIN IT BY HIDING UNDER THERE, DAMN YOU AKUMU!"
2 hours earlier
"Hey, Takeshi? Can you hide in Okiko's bedroom for me?"
Yukiko was a little surprised that Akumu called her by her last name.
'Wait, why am I surprised? That's what he's supposed to do!'
And immediately, she rejected.
"That binding vow we made says otherwise."
**
"THAT MORON THAT IDIOT! HE COULD'VE ASKED ME TO DO ANYTHING, BUT HE PICKED THIS!?"
'Anything...'
Her face quickly turned pink from the very unholy thoughts she was having. Just then, the frightened mother quickly tried to escape, but a gust of wind quickly slammed the door shut.
"You think I forgot about you? Your knife is covered in blood."
Despite how sealed the room was from the outside, a strong current of wind began to stir around the two of them. The mother quickly tried to use her cursed technique on Yukiko, but it's effect was too minor to make a big difference.
"I had a child with that piece of shit just to secure a high position in this place, and now that he is of no use, I killed him! Is that what you wanted to hear—"
Before she could finish her words, a bullet of wind was fired into her forehead, killing her on the spot. Okiko who was still awake throughout it then asked,
"You just.. killed my mom..."
But frustratingly Yukiko responded,
"I just put her to sleep for a little bit, she was very tired."