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The day seemed quite dark, as the clouds gathered all around the forest you found yourself exploring in search of something to entertain your eventful life full of fighting curses and sorcerers alike. Hell, you didn't ask to be some freaky half-curse human sorcerer, did they honestly think just because you looked like a devilish curse with fangs, horns, a tail, and wings meant you were going to devour little innocent babies or whatever curses ate?
It was annoying having to fight off curses who thought you were just a funny-looking human treat for them to devour, they were repulsing to look at and you felt revulsion flood your body.
With a heavy sigh, you began making your way over to the source of revolting cursed energy to find a sight quite unique. There you stood on top of a tall tree branch looming over the scene of the corpse of an older teenager or young adult. Maybe 19 or 20 years old at the most, strange to see someone your age after the constant faces and bodies of older people sent to kill you or just disgusting disformed faces of curses.
How interesting, you wondered who he was to end up like this. His body was still, his head cut open with an empty skull, and his face was stuck in a peaceful closed-eyed smile. He was attractive for being a corpse. But the thing beside him was a grotesque curse that made you want to hurl, how lucky to corpse seemed to be today since you are here to rid the world of things as hideous as that.
"Wow, what an unsightly thing you are !" A sharp-nailed hand snatches a disgusting-looking cursed brain from a black-haired male's head before it fully takes over. It shivered in her hand as it was trapped in her grip, with the use of her reverse technique she let her other hand bleed over the still body. " Reverse technique - Bloodly revivable!"
You shouted with an amused grin as you watched the still corpse heal after your blood was absorbed by the male's body, your eyes watched as the person began to breathe in and out. You heard his heart begin to pump and smash against his rib cage. How amusing.
Crouching down looking at the wide-eyed fully healed male with a malice smile "Aren't you lucky I was here to help you ~." The male was stunned as he looked at the disgusting curse in her hand.
" A Curse like this targeting someone, how interesting? Care to inform me about why such a thing would want you ?" He wasn't able to answer your question by the time you tightened your grip with the curse exploding into pieces and chucks before turning into ash thanks to your technique the curse was defeated erily easily. "Why...Am I alive ?" He finally spoke with a raspy deep voice making you smile.
"Why? "
"I mean, why and how is this possible ?" He looked at you in awe as he took in your form, fangs being displayed by an amused grin that reminded him of a certain white-haired friend of his, wings small in tiny that seemed impractical and would be unable to lift you off of the ground. He also saw the horns coming out of your hairline and a heart-shaped barbed tail, you were a curse. A very human curse which made him worried about what you would do, Geto was the type to know almost everything about a curse but seeing you made him freeze and sent his mind haywire.
"Because I saw that thing trying to take over your body, you seemed like the type to not want to be used by something so vile. Plus I could really use some company, I'm sick of fighting all the time! I wasted my youth you know! " You whined as you grabbed his arm to launch him up to stand next to you, he was taller by at least a good 6 inches, and his outfit was quite strange as it was a plain Buddhist robe. The reason it was so strange was because you never really see any person wearing them nowadays, you chuckled before judging his appearance.
"You brought me back to life? A curse ?" He started to pat his body to make sure he was alive, this was a weird situation. He wondered what would be Satoru's reaction to this, and whether would he be able to kill him again.
"I'm not a full curse actually, some weird experiment. Half curse and half-human, but you won't be able to meet another like me since I've been killing all of the bastards who try to recreate someone like me! " You chuckled as you stated proudly you were a one-of-a-kind freak of nature. "Who are you though?"
"I'm Geto Suguru, age 24, I'm a curse user. " His tone was bland and blank making you sigh and poke the male's cheek. "Boringgggg! Tell me how you died and if you want revenge! You look like the type to want it! Something fun but I'm just (Y/n) no last name ."
"My closet friend killed me, I would like to rid the world of the useless human monk-" His words were cut off when you slapped his face hard enough to make his face turn to the side with a nasty-looking red hand print on his cheek. You let out a click of your tongue and grabbed his hair with a tight grip forcing him to lean himself down to meet your height. "Humans? To kill all of them would be boring and taxing so no, can do!" You smile while wagging your finger back in front saying no no.
"Also Suguru , how about we just play your friend a visit! That sounds more entertaining than homicide."
"My friend is a bit hard to handle, Humans ruin this wo-" Another slap was given which made him stop what he was saying and glare at you.
"Who is your friend ?"
"Gojo Satoru..."
"Who?"
It was silent for a moment before you sighed "Well tell me where to find him silly? "
"Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College"
"OOOh a college! Let's go Suguru !" With that, you and your new forced companion went to meet his dear friend which would hopefully entertain you.