Sukuna moved fast.
In less than a month, he wiped out two branch families-over two hundred people, not a single survivor.
Now, he stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing down at the third and final branch family in the valley, his eyes cold.
Once I finish off this place... only the main family will be left...
The red glow in his dark eyes grew stronger. He heard the cold, mocking voice of the Fallen deep within him. Over this long stretch of time, he had been forced to absorb the Fallen's cursed energy again and again as he slaughtered, and the encroachment was accelerating. Only by constantly suppressing it could he keep his mind clear.
He paid no heed to the Fallen's attitude. His family had rejected him because of the Fallen's curse, so he would borrow the Fallen's power to destroy them.
It worked out perfectly.
As long as he could destroy the family, what did it matter if he surrendered his body to the Fallen?
He had long known that the Fallen would eventually devour him completely, but he did not care.
He had never wanted to come into this world. There was nothing wrong with giving his life back.
...No...
The red glow in his eyes dimmed for a moment as images of Uraume and Little Fox suddenly flashed through his mind.
No... I can't surrender myself to either the family or the Fallen.
He had to live. He absolutely could not die.
He gritted his teeth, forcibly pushing the red glow in his eyes down, bit by bit.
He cast one last cold glance at the branch family in the valley, then turned and left.
Once night fell, he could begin.
When he returned to the cave where they were temporarily resting, Uraume,