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That insufferable Fujiwara and that obnoxious Ishigori. I hate them both…. I would have beat that Ishigori with no problems if the cockroach hadn’t ripped my arm off, and to top it off, not only did Fujiwara beat him, he used my own technique.
I’ve had to hide a long time and use a lot of Cursed Energy to fully heal that back, by the way.
When I was born, I was the captain of the Sun, Moon and Stars Squad, a band of assassins who forsook our names. That man gave me a name, but framed me for his own murder. Just before I was sentenced to death at the age of 19, the man with stitches, Kenjaku, offered me a chance to reincarnate, which I accepted.
Now my name is Takako Uro. I now have a chance to start fresh, but not here, not in Japan, especially with the Fallen One around, I’m going to leave. Where am I going? I don’t know, but it has to be anywhere but here. Even without Sukuna, I know Modern Sorcerers are murdering us reincarnated ones.
Those hypocrites make me sick to my stomach. Do you consider my previous “Life” good enough? Do you think that killing me again is the “right” thing to do? Just because I want another chance to live?
Is it because I killed all those people? YOU BASTARDS WERE TOO! DON’T ACT LIKE YOU’RE INNOCENT! Least I never killed a civilian. Well, intentionally.
If there’s one thing this modern era has over the Heian Era, it’s information. You can read any book and learn more than the smartest man in the past. They have these flying machines called airplanes that take you and many others to any place on Earth, so I’m going to be getting myself onto one and leaving Japan.
I’m staring at the map in this book I’ve found on the street looking for where to go. The plane costs money, but I can save myself the trouble by using my Cursed Technique. I'm just wondering where to go.
My mind is drawn to Malaysia, it’s not too far that I can’t use my Cursed Technique, but it’s far enough that Sorcerers can’t find me. It looks sunny and warm there. I wonder if…..
“Incarnated Sorcerer.”
Oh no…..
I turn around and see a man, no……. A demon. His hair is pink, his face is scarred, his eyes are burning into my very soul.
I could tell in an instant he was sent here to kill me.
Fortunately for me, if there’s one thing in the world I excel at, it’s knowing when to fight and when to run.
And right now, I need to run.
He comes right at me with a punch, but I rush to grasp the skyline and use it like a shield, it doesn’t matter how hard you punch if you can’t hit me. Doing this requires Cursed Energy, which I was trying to save up for the trip, but I can live with losing a bit of Cursed Energy if I live at all.
He punches again, and this time I decide to manipulate the space that contains me, and the space his arm is in, to move his arm away from my body, and to move my body enough to counterattack.
A quick jab to the throat distracts him for a moment, but I can’t dwell on that for too long, I need to leave, so I envelope myself in the sky and fly high up into the sky.
Just as I suspected, he can’t make his way up here, this hunter grabs a rock and imbues it with Cursed Energy, sending it towards me. I use the space to throw it right back at him before flying off as fast as I can.
The airport is a little bit to the south of where I’m at, so I can definitely make my way there.with Sky Manipulation, but I’m not sure if I’ll have enough Cursed Energy to use it to get to Malaysia. I’ll have to use the plane, but doing that without any ticket or money will be tricky. Also, my lack of clothes will probably cause a stir, these modern day sorcerers are so prudish. Maybe I can just hide out in the airport until I get enough Cursed Energy to make the-
There’s another sorcerer down there.
I haven’t seen her before, but I know what she does, she can disable cursed techniques with-
“JACOB’S LADDER!”
My body moves before my mind can comprehend what it’s doing. It manipulated my own space so I’m moved away from where Jacob’s Ladder hits. That was unbelievably close. I don’t know if this can be used again, so I’d better not take the chance.
I fly down as fast as I can and shatter the surface of the sky where this “Angel” is standing.
“THIN ICE BREAKER!”
I made an assumption that the setback for such a powerful technique is a weaker body, and I was right. Angel was blown away into a nearby building.
I continue to fly towards the airport, if there’s two of them here, who’s to say there isn’t even more?
My mind’s made up, I need to get on the first flight out, the location doesn’t matter so long as it’s not here!
The next few minutes are agonizing, I know they’re coming, but I can’t let them get to me. The airport’s so close, I have to make it there!
Oh no………
That damned Fujiwara…..
He’s here……
Not again….
My whole life, I’ve been living for the sake of a family, I was never allowed to be anything but a tool to be used. When I was given a name, I was murdered. I never really truly lived.
This Culling Game is my second chance to live a true life, to be my own person, this airport is my freedom, and all the while you and Ishigori and all of the rest have been gorging yourselves on the fruits of my labor.
You’ve never struggled like me, you’ve never broken yourself over and over for someone who’s never cared for you like me?
You won’t understand me, you’ll just see me for a broken tool to be thrown away. At best you'll pity or look down on me.
YOU THINK I WANT YOUR FUCKING PITY FUJIWARA! YOU, WHO TALKS TO ME OF “You can’t just live for yourself”! I’VE BEEN LIVING FOR EVERYBODY BUT MYSELF, AND WHEN I DARED TO BE A HUMAN FOR ONCE, I WAS MURDERED! DON’T TALK TO ME ABOUT SHIT, YOU CONDESCENDING LITTLE BRAT!
I failed to realize it, but I soon came to the realization I had punched Fujiwara off the roof with a Black Flash.
I’m going to be honest, I didn’t know I could even do that.
I’m on the roof, if I’m fast enough, I might be able to make it downstairs before he gets back up.
I run…. I run from the rooftop down the stairs to the terminal as fast as I possibly can. I run so fast it feels like every other time I was running, I was warming up, but I can’t stop now, I need to…
My eyes spot something, there’s a flight heading for Malaysia in ten minutes.
Jackpot.
Terminal 3, I’m in Terminal 5, it won’t be too far off, but I can hear the door opening, it’s no doubt Fujiwara or one of his pals, I don’t stand a chance in a fight, but if I can make it onto the plane, I don’t think they’ll risk harming civilians, especially if they have no clue which plane I’m on, meaning I can escape.
It’s a risky move, but I use Sky Manipulation to shoot myself towards Terminal 3, I don’t think they saw me, the door is a while back. I rush out towards the entrance and turn my whole body invisible, not just my important parts, and continue my run.
They know I’m in the airport, but they don’t know where I am, so as I run and run, I leave the terminal and find the plane itself. It’s boarding, so I quickly and discreetly fly into the plane’s open door while still invisible so none of the civilians see me.
I make my way to the back, I can’t hold onto my invisibility forever and someone will make a fuss about my lack of clothes, so I fly to the cargo area. They’ve already packed up and I can see a lot of things to hide behind. I position myself behind a large crate which disguises me from anyone seeing me.
I’m out of Cursed Energy. I expected as much, but this will do fine. I’m alive.
As the plane starts to take off, I feel something fluttering in my chest, a sense of relief. I’ve never been so happy in my life.
Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry don’t-
This hurts……. Nobody ever told me that tears hurt………
I did it……. I really did it….
I’m truly free to fly.