Though do not be fooled, None of them are blood related. The King simply liked to take in Powerful children, So that one day, he'll be overruled, By one of them.
"Father, it's not my fault! That angel Over there is just too strong by default!"
"Jisu, you must be growing weak! For even Sukuna could easily deflect his technique", Mahito laughed.
"Stand on the sidelines, and watch me win. Let me show you why we are called sins", Sukuna grinned.
And thus Jisuku's two brothers fought, Their speed on par. Meanwhile their father observed, Impressed but suddenly disturbed. His ancient beard swayed with shock, As he could foresee that the angel was a rock To their future plans. Not only was he talented, He was untouchable. Sukuna and Mahito, Were a bit too gullible. Jisuku snickered when she saw them struggle, Proving to them that Gojō was real trouble.
"We shall escape while we still have the chance, And prepare in advance", Their father muttered.
Within a moment, the four demons left, Leaving Gojō victorious and proud. Sukuna vowed to be the one, To take down the angel, and shed his blood Amongst the crowd.
"We must take our revenge", the King of Demons proclaimed. "Let us rage a war amongst the angels!", Mahito suggested. "Don't be foolish", Sukuna warned. "If we lose against them, we'll forever live with Shame and forlorn".
"My dear, dear brothers, and my most esteemed Father, Why not let me take charge, as it'd be an honor. Let me take lead, and let me try. I can assure you all, that Gojō Satoru will die".
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"Gojō-sensei, how was it? I heard that the demons were scared shitless!" "Now now, Itadori, we mustn't pry. I'm sure Gojō-sensei made them cry", Kugisaki chuckled.
"You two are too careless, The demons aren't to be lightly brushed off. They'll probably seek revenge, For they are not soft", Fushiguro reprimanded.
"You make it sound like as if we're reckless", Itadori pouted.
The dark-haired angel scoffed At his comrades' behavior. One day, they were going to get in trouble, And somebody will have to be their savior.
Walking away from the idiocy, Fushiguro's wings flew him down to earth. The vast land was beautiful, Evergreen plants and a fresh breath of air. Waves of corn, and strands of river. Birds are chirping, and humans are flirting. Though all was ruined by a scream that was Concerning.
Rushing towards the issue, Fushiguro halted at the sight. Into the deep forest, There lays a beautiful woman, who's Wings weren't white. She had rosy red lips, parted from the pain and Wound inflicted onto her ebony black wings. Cherry-colored petals tattooed across her arm, And a look on her face that showed no harm. Though what stood out most, Was a chain binding her ankle to a rock. It nearly tore her skin, And prevented her to walk.
Fushiguro was conflicted. She's an enemy and their eternal foe. However, her withered expression Had caused him not to go.
"Oh please, please help me! Though we are like Yin and Yang, I just wish to live, So please relieve me of this pang".
"I am no hero, nor a kind soul. So I will not save a demon, Who's clearly got a goal".
Jisuku cursed the smart angel, But there's a reason she had specifically picked him. He would be a good asset, And the path to Gojō Satoru's grim.
"I have no ill intentions; I promise and I swear! I was casted from my family, punished by them; All simply because I was born not an heir". "Demons lie again and again, Now and then". "Give me a chance, pretty boy", For Jisuku was starting to feel annoyed.
Fushiguro summoned his demons dogs, Spiritual beings that were gifted by God. One white, one black, Both with three connected red dots on their forehead It sat.
"How did you end up here? Why don't you just break free?" "You make it sound too easy", She airily chuckled.
"I am bound here by this iron shackle. My father has the key, But he dared not forgive me".
Fushiguro hummed, As he did not bother anymore. He immediately got to work, As he needed to be home by four.
Jisuku stared as the angel bandaged her right wing. All bloody and filthy, His hands stained vermillion. His dogs then perished, As Fushiguro stood up to leave.
"Do not move recklessly for another few days, Or you might bleed".
"Will you come back to check on me? Heal me until I'm well? I have nowhere to go, and no friends at all. I don't wish for this to be farewell".
The dark-haired angel simply didn't respond, As he flew away towards the sky and beyond.
