Sukuna: The Last Sorcerer 16

The throne room felt different when you were the one being praised. Or, when the person next to you was being praised, anyway. Weeks after going battlefield to battlefield across colonies, hunting down deserters and making examples out of people who thought running away was a good idea, Ryo stood three steps behind Azula. Close…

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A month and two weeks.  Not that counting mattered, of course. Not that she would ever admit such a thing if her father deigned to ask her. Not that she hadn’t counted every single day, each rising number in her skull like a splinter she could not reach yet one she could not entirely ignore…

Sukuna stood above him like he owned the whole damn universe, and knew it.  Those four crimson eyes shone with the ancient light that made Ryo’s skin crawl, and the blood-red fire was still burning in his palm. “Others are born gods.“ The words echoed. Bouncing off the bone walls in the vast dead space…

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Sukuna: The Last Sorcerer Book 1: Episode 5 – o – o – o – o – o – o – o – The cold stone bit into her knees as the vastness of the throne room stretched empty around her. Princess Azula of the Fire Nation held the position, spine straight, head bowed in…