The Hollow Silence

Page 7: Morning Shadows

The warmth of Sukuna’s body beside him was real. Not a dream. Megumi shifted under the sheets, sore but alive, and reached out to touch Sukuna’s bare chest. He could feel the steady heartbeat—a reminder that even monsters could have a heart when they chose to.

“You’re staring,” Sukuna muttered, eyes still closed.

“Trying to believe it’s real,” Megumi replied.

Sukuna cracked one eye open and gave a crooked smile. “It is. For now.”

The mood sobered.

Because Megumi remembered the truth: this world wasn’t untouched. He’d gone back in time, yes—but the balance was delicate. And curses were already stirring, drawn to Sukuna’s presence.

“Promise me,” Megumi whispered, resting his forehead against Sukuna’s. “If it comes to it, you’ll fight with me. Not against me.”

Sukuna’s hand tangled in Megumi’s hair. “I don’t make promises. But for you…” His lips brushed against Megumi’s ear. “I’ll try.”

Page 8: Passion and Power

The days passed in stolen moments.

In public, Megumi resumed life at Jujutsu High. He kept his secrets locked behind quiet stares and forced smiles. But at night, the Fushiguro estate became a sanctuary. Sukuna waited in the shadows—sometimes moody, sometimes teasing, but always watching.

Their bond became magnetic.

One evening, the tension snapped again—harder this time.

Megumi returned home tense after a near-disastrous mission. Blood on his collar. A gash across his ribs.

Sukuna said nothing at first—just sat in the dark with his eyes glowing.

“I told you not to go alone,” he growled.

“I handled it,” Megumi snapped.

“Barely.”

The argument flared—and then, like fire drawn to oxygen, they collided.

Clothes hit the floor. Fingers dug into skin. Sukuna pushed Megumi against the wall, his mouth demanding, fierce. Megumi responded with equal hunger, clawing at the man who once terrified him—and now, set him alight.

Their lovemaking was brutal and beautiful—like a curse turned divine. Sukuna whispered filthy things against Megumi’s skin, kissed away the bruises and bled for him willingly.

When it ended, they lay tangled on the floor, breathing heavily.

“I’ll kill anything that hurts you,” Sukuna murmured.

“You already did,” Megumi whispered, curling into his chest. “And you brought it back to life.”

Page 9: A New Enemy Rises

But peace was fragile.

The higher-ups began sensing something dark clinging to Megumi’s soul. Not just cursed energy—but something ancient. Something forbidden.

Whispers of Sukuna’s return surfaced. Investigations were launched. Yaga was killed in secret. Gojo grew suspicious.

And then came the arrival of a new enemy: a curse born from timelines diverged, chaos incarnate—The Hollow One, a version of Sukuna twisted by the path Megumi didn’t choose.

“He’s me,” Sukuna said, voice grim as they faced the looming threat in a burning forest. “The version that never loved. The one who devoured you in the last timeline.”

Megumi’s heart clenched. “Then we end him. Together.”

Sukuna nodded. “Together.”

And as the world bent under the weight of time and destiny, Megumi stood beside his cursed king—not as prey or pawn—but as equal, lover, and the only one who ever made Ryomen Sukuna feel truly alive.

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