Well, first of all, I want you to know that I'm not as well versed in Fate as I'd like to be, but unfortunately, the idea just wouldn't leave my head. By the way, this will be a short (but not too short) story. Also, my first language is not English, so if there are any spelling mistakes, I apologize in advance.
The summoning circle glowed with an intensity that flooded the room, casting dancing shadows across the walls. The energy resonated like a heartbeat—powerful and steady—until the very air seemed to collapse. Then, I opened my eyes, immediately feeling the connection to a new body, different but surprisingly functional. My thoughts were scattered, but my consciousness quickly began to adapt.
A summoning ritual… interesting. And who might be the ones responsible for this feat? Thoughts of arrogance and curiosity wrestled against an echo of humanity still residing within me—a faint humility that contrasted with my dominant essence.
In front of me stood a group of diverse figures, watching with mixed expressions of surprise and anticipation. A red-haired young woman stood out among them, attempting to exude authority, though the nervousness in her stance was apparent. Her eyes, however, were steady.
Gudako Fujimaru. So this weak little girl is the one who brought me here. I thought with amusement, realizing where I had been summoned. From the information and the abrupt shift in my personality, I had an idea of whose body I now inhabited.
Beside her, a pink-haired man with an overwhelming energy—Astolfo, a face I recognized from tales—seemed on the verge of bursting into words. He clutched Gudako's shoulders while staring at me with interest and curiosity, making her blush and appear slightly flustered in his presence. This made me raise an eyebrow in intrigue.
Another figure, a woman with purple hair and a smile that seemed to hide something, observed with a playful air. BB… Beside her stood Mash Kyrielight, holding her shield as if expecting an attack. In the background, there was a figure I could not mistake: Leonardo Da Vinci, radiating the curiosity of a genius.
I looked at my hands for a moment, then at the rest of my body. Although the labels of Caster and Foreigner resonated in my mind (One false and one true designation, respectively), I knew they weren't a fair representation of my true abilities and power. A slight smirk, both amused and arrogant, crept onto my lips before I spoke with the confidence that had always defined me.
"So, you are the ones who summoned me," I said, studying them carefully to satisfy my curiosity. "I am Ryōmen Sukuna, summoned as Caster. Tell me, who has the honor of being my Master?"
Sukuna's personality seethed with rage at the introduction. I blinked, finding that feeling strange and amusing, but I paid it little mind. After all, I didn't want to make Chaldea my enemy. While Sukuna was strong, he wasn't strong enough to threaten all of Chaldea.
Of course, I was certain I could destroy a good portion of Chaldea with my Domain Expansion and likely kill a fair number of the people and Servants here. But I wouldn't last long against fighters like Gilgamesh, Kukulkán, and other powerful Servants working together.
The red-haired girl stepped forward. Though the trembling in her breath was noticeable, she stood firm.
"I am Gudako Fujimaru, and yes, I'm your Master." She looked me up and down, her cheeks reddening further for some reason. Despite her nervous demeanor, she seemed prepared to act, as if expecting me to attack. I couldn't help but wonder if this had happened before with other Servants.
"Caster, huh?" Astolfo interjected, his tone brimming with excitement. "But your presence doesn't feel like an ordinary Caster's! Besides, you seem pretty intimidating, though appearances can be deceiving." Then he laughed as if telling a joke only he had the pleasure of understanding.
I felt slightly confused by Astolfo's closeness to Gudako, but then again, I didn't know much about the line of events I had entered. Nor did I know how relationships worked in this place.
I didn't recall Astolfo being so close to Gudako in the manga or anime. I thought with an evaluative look but refrained from drawing false conclusions. Perhaps the two shared a friendly bond as lovers of comedy. Not to mention, Astolfo was always portrayed as a kind-hearted person.
BB raised an eyebrow, giving me an appraising but playful look as she smiled. "You're right. We shouldn't jump to conclusions and should wait before passing judgment." She smiled, licking her lips slightly. "After all, you might surprise us."
The statement felt suspicious, but I decided to set it aside for now, focusing on the person stepping forward.
Da Vinci approached with a device in hand, clearly excited about the situation. "Let's see what we've got here. Parameters first, and then we'll ask the tough questions."
I didn't remember if this was something that could actually be done, outside of the game. I thought with mild surprise. Well, there goes a card off the table. It was a bit problematic but ultimately inconsequential. After all, it wasn't like I desired to keep my strength hidden.
A holographic projection appeared before everyone, displaying my stats:
Strength: A+Endurance: A+Agility: AMagic: A++Luck: B++Noble Phantasm: EXThere was a moment of silence as everyone processed what they saw.
"That explains why I felt so much pressure from the start," Mash commented softly, a hint of awe in her voice.
Da Vinci adjusted her glasses and nodded. "These parameters are absurd for a Caster. Even many Sabers and Lancers wouldn't reach this level. There's something unique here."
"Of course there is." I let my tone carry enough arrogance to reaffirm my position. "It would be an insult to my name if my parameters were mediocre."
Gudako frowned slightly, but her gaze reflected more curiosity than irritation.
"If you're so powerful, why did the system assign you as a Caster?" She scratched her head, puzzled by the development, but shrugged. After all, this wasn't the strangest thing she had witnessed.
The question elicited a chuckle from me. "That's not a decision I control. But the title of Caster simply means my magic is versatile enough to dominate this class." I then gave them an arrogant smile. "Though my close combat isn't lacking either."
Astolfo clapped, clearly impressed. "I knew it! This Servant is going to be amazing!"
BB smiled, though her tone was now more analytical. "So, Sukuna, what kind of magic do you use? If you're that special, it can't be something as simple as throwing fireballs."
"My 'magic' is more about destruction." I let the word hang in the air, enjoying the tension it created. "My power lies in cutting and dismantling anything I desire—objects or people. But, of course, you have nothing to fear… unless you give me a reason." My smile grew slightly malicious but not hostile.
Mash stepped forward, her gaze steady. "And what reasons might those be?" She tilted her head slightly, not in challenge or antagonism but in understanding.
"I don't tolerate disrespect, nor do I intend to bow like a dog." I inclined my head slightly, letting my smile turn colder and more calculated. "I don't seek unnecessary conflicts, but I won't tolerate weakness either. If I'm your Servant, I expect you to make proper use of my power."
Perhaps Sukuna's ego wouldn't accept what I was doing at that moment, but I didn't care because now I was the one in control. Even if Sukuna's personality influenced me more than I'd like, I still had no desire for unnecessary carnage, despite a part of me being curious about why Sukuna found amusement in death.
"Then," Da Vinci interjected, shifting the subject slightly to ease some of the tension, "would you be willing to give a small demonstration at some point? It would be fascinating to study your abilities."
I thought for a moment. While the arrogance of my original self wanted to reject the idea of being studied like an object, the human curiosity now within me saw the benefit of showing a glimpse of my power.
"Perhaps. But on my terms," I said calmly. Cooperation might be the key to the conflicts Chaldea faces.
Gudako nodded, relaxing slightly. "Thank you for considering it. And… Welcome to Chaldea, Sukuna."
In my mind, a constant struggle persisted between the absolute arrogance and the faint humility that lingered from before I was summoned and transmigrated. But as I walked alongside the group toward my new destination, I couldn't help but think: Perhaps this time, this human game might hold some value.
At first, I was excited about the events unfolding in my new life. I mean, I no longer had a weak body; now, I was strong, with incredible powers. Not to mention, all of Sukuna's experiences had been integrated into my soul, making it my own.
Fate wasn't a series I kept up with in terms of updates or new characters, but I had read plenty of fanfics, along with a majority of the manga and parts of the anime. So, I had a decent idea of the nature of the conflicts that happened in Fate/Grand Order. I was never interested in playing the game due to its gacha mechanics and the time commitment needed to progress through the story, so I settled for reading wikis and details about the events.
After the initial conversations ended, I experienced a whirlwind of confusion and chaos, battling against the bloodlust and sadism emanating from Sukuna's personality, which had been integrated into my soul. To put it simply, it was unsettling.
I had reincarnated as Sukuna. For those who don't know who he is, let me explain briefly.
Ryomen Sukuna is a central character in the series Jujutsu Kaisen. Known as the "King of Curses," Sukuna is an extremely powerful cursed spirit from the Heian era of jujutsu sorcerers, over 1,000 years ago. According to the lore, he was a human sorcerer so strong and malevolent that, after his death, he couldn't be completely destroyed. Instead, his soul was fragmented into 20 mummified fingers, each imbued with immense cursed energy.
He later reincarnated in the body of Yuji Itadori, only to eventually transfer to the body of Megumi Fushiguro—the very body I currently inhabited. Based on the memories in my head, I seemed capable of using the Ten Shadows Cursed Technique inherited from the Zenin clan, with all the Shikigamis tamed, including the Divine General, Mahoraga.
Fortunately, I managed to control the bloodlust to a certain extent, though intrusive thoughts still plagued me. I wondered what kind of expression Gudako would make if I killed her brother. Yes... in this timeline of Chaldea, she apparently had a twin brother named Ritsuka Fujimaru.
Returning to the thought of expressions: Would Gudako despair, cry for her brother, and scream in agony? Would she grow so furious with me that she'd hate me to her very soul? Just thinking about her suffering brought a twisted sense of pleasure that made me disgusted with myself. Yet, I couldn't stop my brain from wandering there.
Despite those disturbing thoughts, everything was normal... unfortunately, all the excitement for satisfying and challenging battles against strong opponents was shattered upon learning that I was in a timeline with no threats and was mostly peaceful.
All the threats of Fate/Grand Order had been dealt with. Goetia? Defeated like a weakling and erased from existence. Tiamat? Apparently, they beat her, spanked her, and later summoned her as a Servant. The Lostbelts? They managed to resolve those without experiencing any trauma, which was quite an achievement. The only existing issue was a strange and peaceful Singularity where several Servants went to relax.
This should've been good news for me, but I found it incredibly boring. If there were no fights, what was I supposed to do? What was the point of having all this great strength if I couldn't use it? I tried to take things easy and make friends in Chaldea, but it was damn difficult. Not only did Sukuna's side of me insist it was a waste of time to form bonds, but even before merging with Sukuna, I was an introverted and antisocial person. For most of my life, I had been detached from friendships. Sure, I managed to make some friends, but as we grew older, each went their separate ways.
And my family? Even though I loved them dearly, I didn't feel sadness or guilt about dying and leaving them behind. Instead, I felt relief knowing I was no longer tied to a sickly body. Besides, they would move on without me, despite the pain I caused them.
After all, why would I feel guilty when I gave it my all? I did everything I could to avoid worrying them, and to stay strong and determined. But despite all that, I always knew my end was inevitable, no matter the treatments. And when I thought it was all over for me, I now found myself in a new life—completely healthy and, to my satisfaction, with the strength I had always envied in others.
Setting aside my past life, I needed to do something about this damn boredom before I did something reckless to satisfy it. Merging with Sukuna was incredibly dangerous. Even with my personality as the dominant one, I could still feel Sukuna's embers of hatred coursing through my soul.
Speaking of souls, it seemed I was much stronger than Sukuna with 20 fingers. Apparently, the merging of my soul with Sukuna's had made our soul and body far stronger. Not to mention, as a Servant, I was now even more powerful than when he was just a curse. No wonder my Domain Expansion was ranked EX.
As the days dragged on and the boredom grew, I began to notice a strange peculiarity. You see, for some reason, some of the women were… more "gifted" physically than I remembered. At first, I attributed it to anime world logic or thought that maybe the stories hadn't captured the reality, or perhaps this was a timeline where such traits were exaggerated in women.
It was strange, to say the least. Sure, not all the women I "inspected" were as "gifted" as some, but there was still something unsettling about the situation that I couldn't quite place. Even when I pushed the feeling aside, it refused to fade as the days went by.
What truly left me puzzled, however, were the looks some female Servants gave me—lustful, desirous glances. But instead of making me feel arrogant for catching the opposite sex's attention, it left me feeling uneasy, as if something was off.
What baffled me even more was Gudako and Mash's behavior around Astolfo. The behavior of this member of Charlemagne's Twelve Paladins seemed odd to me. He continued acting mostly like I had known him too, but he was far more flirtatious. I even saw him groping several Servants, and they allowed it without causing him harm. This was downright strange—it was odd that the femboy didn't at least get smacked by some of them.
I didn't question Astolfo's behavior; after all, it wasn't my problem if he was a womanizing bastard. Seeing no signs of displeasure from the female Servants, I decided to ignore what I was witnessing.
That was a mistake on my part… Not even a month had passed since I was summoned into this world, and the behavior of many of the female Servants—even some of the male Servants—started to seem very suspicious. At first, I thought it was just normal, healthy sexual activity between Servants, given that this timeline was peaceful.
It wasn't until I noticed that Gudako and Mash seemed involved in this situation as well—and, to make things worse, appeared to be doing it behind Ritsuka's back—that I realized something was seriously wrong. Observing such a bizarre situation, I couldn't help but feel curious, though that curiosity left me uneasy.
Upon noticing the suspicious signs that I was in a completely autonomous universe vastly different from the canon of Fate/Grand Order, I decided to experiment for myself… by checking myself out.
I could only laugh to myself at the absurdity of the situation. Between my legs was a massive Tyrannosaurus Rex. One that could undoubtedly provide immense satisfaction to any woman I might sleep with, assuming I was truly where I suspected I was.
The only reason I hadn't checked out this "Dinosaur" before was that I hadn't seen the need. As a Servant, I didn't require food or sleep. Sure, I could indulge in those things, but I didn't feel the necessity. The only reason I bothered now was to confirm my suspicions.
It seems I'm in an alternate, Hentai version of Fate/Grand Order, I thought, amused. The real question was what kind of Hentai world this was, considering there were some fairly wholesome ones, others not so wholesome, and a few downright twisted.
Although sex could be entertaining and might alleviate some of my boredom, I knew all too well that lust was fleeting. Once the dopamine hit passed, it would quickly become unbearably dull.
Not to mention, lust didn't particularly appeal to me. I preferred romance over pure, meaningless sex. Sure, sex could be great and fun, but it was far better when it involved someone worthwhile, someone you genuinely liked.
Now that I thought about it—weren't Mash and Ritsuka supposed to be a couple? Or maybe they weren't. After all, Mash seemed to be sexually involved with someone else whose identity I didn't know but could guess.
I just hoped this wasn't one of those NTR Hentai mangas. And while I wasn't misogynistic, I wouldn't say I liked that genre of manga. Everyone has their weird tastes, I suppose. Meanwhile, Sukuna's side of me couldn't care less about what others did—it just found such acts amusing because of the suffering they caused.
Despite all the suspicions I felt about the situation, I didn't take action. Instead, I observed their behavior more closely, like a scientist watching a mouse. I was deeply intrigued to figure out what kind of Hentai Fate/Grand Order world I had ended up in.
I knew what I was doing was wrong—not speaking up about it—but I didn't feel guilty, and I wasn't sure if that was my fault or the result of merging with Sukuna. Now that I was aware of this behavior, I began investigating the situation further.
Even the NPC Masters seemed involved, making the situation even more twisted and seemingly immoral. There was something in the air I couldn't quite detect, but it didn't seem natural. This went beyond simple NTR. For instance, Gudako engaged in sexual activities while mocking her brother for being pathetic. Yet, the next moment, when she was with Ritsuka, I could see the bond between them, and it didn't seem fake.
It didn't make any sense. I couldn't help but think there was something I was missing.
The irony and hypocrisy of the situation didn't escape me. The sadist within me, along with Sukuna, demanded that I put an end to this depraved and twisted act. I imagined interrupting their "hidden" activities, massacring all the participants, and then laughing at how miserable and insect-like their lives were.
But I thought it over carefully. I was still bound to Chaldea and hadn't formed any bonds with anyone—except perhaps Ritsuka Fujimaru. I wouldn't call us friends, but we could be considered comrades or people who could speak without issue. As for my "relationship" with Gudako, if it could even be called that, it was mostly her trying to learn about me while giving me hidden lustful looks. There were times when I even sensed an aura of depravity within her, making me wonder if she was truly Gudako. Needless to say, I didn't trust her.
She didn't appear to be possessed, but I couldn't help wondering if something was corrupting her soul. Unfortunately, I couldn't examine her to confirm this. I'd need her to remain still to inspect her soul and check for any external influence.
Returning to my darker thoughts—even if I did massacre everyone just for the thrill of it, I'd undoubtedly be labeled as evil. They wouldn't hesitate to cut off my mana supply before eliminating me. That wasn't something I'd allow. I had no plans to die anytime soon, especially not with my newfound strength.
This situation is far more damn irritating than I imagined, I thought with frustration and annoyance. For the moment, I had to observe and wait, digging deeper to understand just how twisted this level of depravity went.
Despite the annoyance of the situation, I realized that my boredom had ceased. Which was fucking disturbing, but I decided to ignore it as I focused on the situation at hand.
This situation is more messed up than I ever suspected, I thought as I watched the commotion caused by Ritsuka realizing what some of his Servants—especially Mash and his sister—were doing behind his back. Both in Chaldea and in the supposedly peaceful Singularity.
To be honest, I wasn't surprised that Ritsuka figured out what was happening. What I didn't expect was that after he released a whirlwind of emotions—anguish, and rage—they struck him and tied him up. BB was one of the participants deeply involved. I even saw other recognizable Servants, like Astolfo, Lancer Artoria, and even that damned nurse, Nightingale, involved in this entire mess.
The latter left the room in a hurry, making me wonder what she was looking for.
Despite all the chaos, the strangest thing was that no one stood up to defend Ritsuka, nor did they seem aware of the situation. This struck me as odd and confirmed my suspicion that something more than just NTR was at play. Some kind of mind control, soul corruption, or perception alteration was most likely the external force at work.
Otherwise, it didn't make sense that Servants like Gilgamesh, Enkidu, EMIYA, or even Dante hadn't noticed what was happening, knowing how observant these individuals were.
Unless they were compromised too. The thought hit me. The question was, how had they been affected, and to what extent?
I could have done something—started a massacre, giving in to the murderous instincts plaguing my soul—but I didn't. It wasn't the right time yet. Besides, Ritsuka's anguish brought me a mix of sadistic joy and self-disgust. To shake off those feelings, I was about to leave when I heard someone say they would erase Ritsuka's memory again.
"But before that… how about you come out of hiding, Sukuna-chan?" BB said with an amused smile, her gaze locking onto the spot where I was concealed. "Don't worry, we won't bite. Not unless you give us a reason," she added, laughing.
I sighed. So much for ninja stealth. I suppose I'd have to come out.
The atmosphere was suffocating, as though something invisible was seeping into the deepest corners of the room. Ritsuka Fujimaru, Chaldea's Master, sat tied to a chair in the center, showing clear signs of mistreatment. BB watched the scene with a satisfied smile, while Mash adjusted the ropes with trembling hands. Gudako, Ritsuka's twin sister, stood nearby with an unfocused expression. An alternate version of Artoria, along with Scáthach and Astolfo, exchanged glances that seemed perfectly normal... except they weren't.
"Well, looks like I've been caught," I said with an amused smile as I stepped out of the shadows and from the corner where I had been hiding. I could see the surprise on Ritsuka's face, even in his battered state. I raised my hands in a peaceful gesture for all to see. "It seems you've been busy having fun at the Master's expense," I added, my smile turning slightly sadistic as I began clapping. "I'm honestly impressed by the level of cruelty you've displayed. You've left him in such a pathetic state." Then I laughed before stopping abruptly.
"Senpai is not pathetic," Mash said hesitantly.
The audacity of her hypocrisy after everything she'd done. I looked at Ritsuka with a cold, evaluative gaze before using the Master-Servant bond to speak to him privately. "Calm down, Master. I'll try to help you, but it's going to be very difficult with all these Servants around. Don't react obviously."
Ritsuka's eyes, despite his anguish over the situation, showed a flicker of relief.
I stopped smiling and turned my gaze to Mash, raising an eyebrow. "Your actions don't match your words, whore," I said, smirking with irony. "You claim to love your pathetic Senpai, but then you hurt him by committing disgusting acts, degrading both yourself and that brat."
Despite my private message to him, Ritsuka flinched at every insult I hurled, which I found amusing.
"Uh, Suku-chan," Gudako spoke nervously, irritating me with that awful nickname. "It's not what you think. We're just trying to help Oni-chan. It's all a misunderstanding. It's for his own good," she said with an unfocused look.
"Of course. There's absolutely nothing wrong with what you're doing," I said sarcastically.
BB gave me an appraising look. "You don't seem too bothered by what we're doing," she said with a playful smile. "You seem indifferent."
I waved dismissively. "I don't care about the fate of weaklings. He's responsible for his own destiny for being so pathetic," I said, even though it wasn't entirely true. Ritsuka was strong, just in a different way than I was. He had saved humanity multiple times, after all. Still, if he were smarter and stronger, Ritsuka wouldn't be in this position right now.
BB laughed at the cruelty of my words. "I didn't think the great Sukuna would be so heartless person. I guess appearances aren't deceiving in this case," she chuckled.
BB approached me with her characteristic smile, though this time her gaze held a dark glint, a palpable hunger. "What do you think, Sukuna-chan? All this seems chaotic, doesn't it? But I assure you, it's for a greater purpose. Wouldn't you want to join us?"
Tired of the charade, I decided to drop the pretense. I let out a low, mocking laugh. "Join you? How curious. You're asking as if you actually believe I'm desperate to be part of this... farce."
BB's smile remained, but something in her posture tensed. "Farce, you say? How rude. We're building something beautiful here. Ritsuka just needs to learn his place, and then everything will be in balance."
"Balance…" I said, amused, letting the word hang in the air before smiling maliciously. "You speak like someone who doesn't understand the chaos you're truly unleashing."
That's when Scáthach, who had remained silent until now, spoke. "Interesting words from an outsider. You have no right to judge when you don't understand the magnitude of what we're doing."
I turned slowly toward her, fixing her with a cold, piercing stare. "Magnitude, you say? Then enlighten me, 'immortal teacher.' What kind of twisted logic justifies a hero like you participating in this? Though... perhaps you're no longer a hero."
Scáthach's expression didn't change, but her eyes flashed with a faint threat. "You speak much, Caster, but your words are hollow. This is necessary. Our Master simply doesn't understand what's best for him."
"Oh, but my words carry far more weight than you realize," I said, my tone turning icy. I stepped forward, letting my presence fill the room. "I've been sensing this mist enveloping this place. It's not just manipulation; it's corruption in its purest form. It pierces the soul, distorts perception, and destroys morality. And you…" I pointed directly at Scáthach, "...are deeply steeped in it. The same goes for you, BB."
Now I understood it. Especially, because of the pathetic attempt at manipulation BB had tried to make towards me, in a very subtle way. But my soul was strong such a pathetic attack could not hurt me, nor alter my structure.
BB's smile faltered for a brief moment before she recovered. "How observant of you, Suku-chan. But that doesn't change anything. This [Haze] is a gift. It frees us from restraints and allows us to create something better."
"Something better?" I laughed, a low, threatening sound. "No, this isn't creation. It's a parasite using your minds and souls as hosts. And judging by what I see, it doesn't just affect the Servants." My gaze slid toward Gudako. "I'd bet even you're infected, too immersed to realize it."
Gudako took a step back, her expression filled with doubt and confusion. "No... this is... this is for his own good…"
I ignored her, turning my attention to the Remnant of Astolfo. "And you… you're nothing but an echo. A pathetic attempt to replicate someone who isn't here anymore. Tell me, BB, what happened to the real Astolfo?"
Astolfo's smile faded for the first time but returned just as quickly. And before BB could respond, Astolfo spoke. "You're just paranoid, Suku-kun! Everything here seems normal to me." Then his smile turned cold, without losing its playful essence. "Besides, you really shouldn't poke your nose where it doesn't belong~."
"Exactly that." I narrowed my eyes at the paladin. "You are you… but you're not you. There's something… broken, like a puppet that believes it's real," I said, my tone curious, wondering how I hadn't noticed before. However, I suspected it was due to his struggle against his new personality.
BB began laughing, but there was a nervous edge to her tone. "You're so observant, Sukuna. Maybe a little too much for your own good."
She extended her hand, and a wave of black [Haze] (invisible to everyone except BB) surged toward Sukuna, enveloping him. But the reaction wasn't what she expected. The energy dissipated upon contact with him as if it had struck an impenetrable wall. BB took a step back, her smile faltering for the first time.
"Is that all?" I mocked the pathetic attack, my voice dripping with disdain. "Trying to corrupt me… adorable. But useless. My soul isn't something you can touch, not with your cheap little trick."
As BB clenched her teeth in irritation, Scáthach spoke again, her tone sharper this time. "Your arrogance is impressive, Caster, but you're mistaken if you think you understand what's at stake here."
"What's at stake…" I interrupted, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, "is Chaldea itself. This corruption won't stop here. It will spread, consuming everything in its path. And you, the so-called 'heroes,' will be the instruments of its destruction."
BB laughed, though this time there was a nervousness behind her tone. "How dramatic. But you're forgetting something, Sukuna-chan~. Even if you're right, what are you going to do about it? You're alone here."
I smiled with a terrifying calm. "That's what makes this so much fun."
After all, I have plans to free myself from Chaldea. Once I succeed, I'll leave this damned, corrupted timeline and travel elsewhere. Not without causing chaos in this Chaldea first, of course. For no particular reason.
...
The situation reached a point of no return when BB, though initially tense at Sukuna's terrifying deductions, let her trademark smile return with calculated nonchalance. She regarded the Caster with a mix of interest and disdain, letting her mocking tone cut through the air.
"Well, well, Sukuna, I admit you surprise me. You've got more guts than the other Servants who tried to stand in our way. But you're not the first… and you certainly won't be the last."
Sukuna remained motionless, arms crossed, but his eyes tracked every movement in the room, carefully evaluating his surroundings. Scáthach stepped forward with her spear, ready to strike, while Mash raised her shield with a distorted expression of determination. Artoria Lancer stood firm, while Gudako glared at Sukuna with a mix of disappointment and fury. The unnatural Astolfo unsheathed his sword with an elegant flourish.
Five against one. The perfect ratio for some fun, Sukuna thought, though he knew this battle would be a serious challenge.