Chapter 1: The Awakening of Ryomen Hyiel
In a realm where the laws of fate were mere suggestions, **Ryomen Hyiel** opened his eyes to a new world—one that was not his own, but one he was destined to shape. His soul had lived before, but now, it was reborn. His body, however, was unlike any other. Four arms, four eyes, and strange markings that glowed faintly on his skin. He was a child, but the aura surrounding him hinted at a power far beyond his age.
This was the result of four wishes granted by a **Random Omnipotent Being**—a being known as the **ROB**—who had taken interest in his soul. In his previous life, Ryomen had lived and died, but now he was reborn with a chance to wield power unlike any other.
His first wish was simple yet monumental: **to inherit Zagred's Word Soul Magic**, a magic that could shape reality itself with nothing but words. This ability was powerful, and it would be his to command.
The second wish was for a more physical transformation: Ryomen desired the **appearance of Sukuna**, the King of Curses. Four arms, four eyes, and the terrifying features of one of the most fearsome beings to have ever existed. Not only would he have Sukuna's form, but he would also inherit his **skills, techniques, and weapons**, the very tools that made Sukuna a force of nature.
The third wish was more personal. Ryomen asked to be **born as the only son of the Witch Queen**, a powerful being whose mana was vast and ancient. This wish granted him immense reserves of mana, making him an extraordinary being from the moment of his birth.
The final wish, however, was a gamble—a decision that would change everything. Ryomen had felt the potential within him, the power of his magic, but he wanted more. He knew that the magic he had inherited, though formidable, still had limitations. So, he made a bold request. He asked the **ROB** to **remove all limits on his Word Soul Magic**. To allow it to grow without bounds, to surpass even Zagred himself.
The ROB, intrigued by the sheer ambition in Ryomen's request, responded with an amused tone. "Interesting… This will certainly make your story far more interesting to watch." With a snap of its cosmic fingers, the final wish was granted.
And with that, Ryomen's fate was sealed. His **Soul Word Magic** would grow beyond any limit, its potential endless. He would wield power that not only could reshape reality but could rival the mightiest of beings across all realms.
**The Beginning of His Life**
The Witch Queen cradled her newborn son, the last of his kind. She gazed down at him, her heart heavy with both love and caution. Though he was her child, he was also something far greater, something that no one could predict or control. He had the potential to become an entity that could change the world itself.
The moment Ryomen was born, his mother felt the immense surge of **mana** within him. His mana reserves, far beyond what any child should possess, pulsed with raw, untapped power. It was as if the very essence of the world itself was ready to bow before him.
But alongside the overwhelming mana, there was something else—a darker, more **negative energy** that coiled within him. It wasn't the kind of magic that belonged to this world. It was **accursed energy**, the kind that could bend and twist the very fabric of reality. The Witch Queen, wise in the ways of magic, felt it instantly.
"This... energy..." Her voice trembled, her hand tightening around Ryomen as she studied him. The power radiating from him was unmistakable. He was born of her bloodline, but this energy was not hers. It was not natural.
She had felt this type of energy before—the **curse** that had stained the blood of his father. A being whose very existence was a curse, whose bloodline was condemned to never pass on magic. But now, through Ryomen, it had returned, more powerful and more dangerous than ever. The very **accursed energy** that had once been bound within his father was now manifesting in her son.
Ryomen stirred in her arms, his four eyes blinking open for the first time. Their light was intense—piercing and ancient. When his gaze met the Witch Queen's, something stirred in the air—a strange tension, an unsettling feeling, and a terrible promise.
Despite the **accursed energy** that coiled inside him, the Witch Queen felt an overwhelming sense of connection, of maternal love. But there was fear too. Fear of the power her son would one day unleash. She knew that Ryomen was destined for greatness, but she could already see the path he would walk—one filled with danger, and perhaps even destruction.
**Years Passed**
Eight years have passed since Ryomen's rebirth. In those eight years, the power that had once been a mere flicker in his soul began to burn brightly, like an untamed fire. His body, marked by the appearance of Sukuna, stood out among others. His four arms gave him an aura of dominance, and his techniques began to take form as he absorbed the power of Sukuna's abilities. But it wasn't just his appearance that made him special. It was the way his **Soul Word Magic** evolved, the way it seemed to resonate with the world around him, bending it to his will.
The **mana** within him was like an endless ocean, but it was the **accursed energy** that made him unpredictable. No one could deny the darkness that lingered beneath the surface, the potential for something far darker to awaken within him.
Under the Witch Queen's watchful eye, Ryomen honed his abilities. He quickly mastered not just the basics of magic but also the deeper, more esoteric elements of **Soul Word Magic**. His power grew with each passing day, and the world around him trembled as it sensed the awakening of a being like no other.
**Ryomen's Desire**
One evening, after an intense training session, Ryomen stood before a mirror. The reflection staring back at him was that of a being who was still learning, still growing, but already a force to be reckoned with. His four arms folded across his chest, and his four eyes glowed with an intense, unwavering determination.
"I will surpass them all," he whispered to himself. "I will break every limit that stands in my way."
The air around him seemed to shudder at the power in his words. His **Soul Word Magic**, though still developing, resonated with a dangerous promise. The world would soon understand that he was a being beyond their comprehension and no one—whether ally or enemy—could stand in his way.
**The Path Ahead**
Ryomen's journey had just begun, and the path ahead was uncertain. His power was unparalleled, his potential limitless. As the last of his cursed bloodline, born from a curse but also a blessing, he was a creature destined to reshape the world itself. No one could predict what he would do next—only that, with every step, he would grow stronger, and the world would never be the same.