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"𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑,𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑,𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖑! 𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖐𝖘 𝖜𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖏𝖔𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖞." The young girl arose with a large inhale of air, before coughing it all out completely into her knees. She was locked up in a now in a small room lit by many lanterns surrounding her and the unfamiliar man in front of her and numerous old papers with writing all around the room. She was back in her casual clothes thankfully since there was a man she didn't recognise in the room.

"Amai..?"

The blindfolded man in the chair exclaimed. "I knew it was that one of the twins, that's in your body." So it wasn't a dream, well of course it wasn't I'm stuck in your head right now, Amai confirmed from the back of Y/N's foggy mind.

"To be fair." He continued, with his voice a little saddened. "Even though I'm flattered that it's Amai, I was always an Aisuru type of guy." He's also the type of guy I want to kill right now.

"I'm sorry but, who are you?"

He covered his mouth before speaking again in a calmer voice. "Where are my manners? Hello Miss Y/N L/N, I am Gojo Satoru. My students and I came across you in the comfort of your home. Fushiguro thought your family had a curse in it, but that curse so happened to be you, being cursed."

Y/N jumped in, "How do you know my second name?"

"Well, Y/N, I know a lot of things about you."He says casually, "You're the survivor of the L/N massacre, and now, you're mere months away from your execution due to your exposure to Amai- But! Before you lash out on me, you should thank me for suspending your executions."

"And why's that?" Y/N and Amai say together.

"Likewise to a certain person." Gojo pulled out a finger belonging to Sukuna. "they ate something that led to their possession from Sukuna. As for you, your case is a lot different. you are possessed by one of the most powerful curses in the world. Amai can get what she wants, how she wants it and when she wants, through illusions and visions. Visions that fill your brain and your mind until you go POW! You know?"

"Mhm."

"You've only experienced one vision of Amai." She nodded once more. "Then you know how she operates. If not, think of Jennifer from Jennifer's Body. But as well as killing humans she would 'do it' before killing them."

"So you saying I have to become a sex-loving cannibalistic demonic curse?" Y/N questioned bluntly, screwing her face gradually after Gojo confirmed her theory. What a way to ruin my legacy, kid.

The thought of having intercourse before this possession mess sex wasn't on Y/N's list of things she should do before her inevitable death. No matter how many pop songs express the strong euphoric feeling of having sex, Y/N simply didn't want to do it. That now became a paradox to her sex invested being inside.

The young woman assumed if she didn't eat anything her mood would become sulky and sufferable thus resulting in her and Amai would die, which means she didn't fulfil Doku's quest and she would probably haunt her in the afterlife for the rest of her life. With that Jennifer's Body reference in mind, who would be her Needy?

Y/N lifted her head. "Who's the other student?" She changed the topic only receiving a chuckle from the sorcerer.

"Nice try, Amai." He tutted the demon then addressed Y/N. "You see, Amai, Aisuru and Sukuna go way back in history. It was probably the most messed up love triangle ever."

With that information, the demon assumed that Sukuna was in someone in Y/N's future school. Y/N asked Amai mentally. "With your sister." We're not related in blood, I know I'm sick but i'm not that sick.

Scolded the girl nastily surprising her host a little. "Okay.."

"Before you go." Gojo jumped in. He stood up and sat on the ground in front of the possessed girl. He asked the unthinkable, "How old are you now? And yes, you're getting the wrong idea."

"Eighteen. Why?"

"Good." Was the last thing she heard before falling back into her slumber.

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I was stripped away from my fallen family. those repulsive things took me away from them. dragging marking me by the ankles as i scraped the mountainous grassy ground trying to hold onto something, something that could set me free. nothing.