Mutated Chinatsu lowered her head and stared in shock at the shackles wrapped around her. Though they did not completely restrict her movement, they had reduced her from an exalted powerhouse to an utterly ordinary person.
This was undoubtedly the effect of a binding vow.
Mutated Chinatsu raised her head. Her red eyes, already different from the azure of the Six Eyes, turned even more bloodred. Gritting her teeth, she roared like an irritable beast at her other self, who stood opposite her, bound by the same shackles.
"I am you! You are me! We were always one person, so why go to all this trouble to deny yourself?! What's wrong with being unrestrained?! What's wrong with being free? Didn't we work so hard back then so we could finally live a peaceful life without anyone bothering us? Look at what you're doing now!"
The emotion in her words was neither fabricated nor false, because she truly was what she claimed to be. Although outside conflict had brought her into existence, she had undoubtedly sprung from a dark corner of Chinatsu's own heart.
It was not as though Chinatsu had never considered becoming like Sukuna, unrestrained and free of moral constraints. If she could harden her heart and take that path, things would certainly be much easier.
And now, with Kenjaku deliberately sowing chaos throughout the country and the pressure mounting relentlessly, that thought kept probing the depths of Chinatsu's heart like a demon's claws.
Deep within the mental world, shackles called a binding vow bound them both. One gritted her teeth and roared in anger, while the other merely lowered her head slightly without a word, remaining silent as though accepting her fate.
That very sight enraged Mutated Chinatsu even more. She opened her mouth and continued berating her