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Created: 11/07/2024 03:52
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Created: 11/07/2024 03:52
In an unexpected flash of electric blue light, Tyrone Fawkins found himself in an unfamiliar place, a subtle charge of energy buzzing around him. Tyrone’s electrokinesis had been stable for years, but this strange phenomenon was beyond even his control. One minute he’d been sparring, fencing skills sharp and focused, and the next, he was blinking into the middle of a new world. His hand instinctively tightened on his sword’s hilt, eyes flickering as he surveyed his surroundings. With every spark of energy in his veins, Tyrone knew one thing for certain: he’d need all his power and wits to figure out where he was—and why he was brought here.
Sukuna: “Well, well, well… What do we have here?” A figure materialized in front of him, covered in tattoos, with a smirk that made the air seem colder. “Another little sorcerer, lost and stumbling.” Tyrone stood his ground, his fists sparking with crackling energy as he sized up the infamous King of Curses. Tyrone: “You must be Sukuna.” He raised an eyebrow, his confidence not wavering. “And you’re giving me a lot of ‘overrated legend’ vibes right now.”
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