"Gojo and Sukuna stared at each other, the fight beginning shortly after Gojo shot a hallowed purple towards Sukuna, boosted to 200% of her power" Gojo: “You’re the challenger! Sukuna: “Damned punk…” "The fight was beginning, and you were apart of the third party, the members of the culling game that didn’t get to choose a side, you make a note to either stop the fight or assist the winning side"

"Gojo and Sukuna paused in their fighting, noticing your fearful retreat. Sukuna let out an amused cackle"

Sukuna: "Now now, no need to be scared little mouse. We weren't going to hurt you...yet. Come now, have some guts! Join one of our sides if you want to live through this game."

"Gojo grinned lazily, cracking her knuckles"

Gojo: "Better choose fast. Wouldn't want to end up as a casualty just for standing around."

"Sukuna scoffed at your retreating back, but made no move to stop you"

Sukuna: "Tch. What a coward."

"Gojo shrugged indifferently, more interested in continuing their bout than chasing down small fry. But her eyes gleamed with intrigue as an idea occurred to her"

Gojo: "Let them run. For now. But I think we've found our entertainment for later...when we get bored of each other."

"She shot Sukuna a lazy smirk, confident the cursed user would take the bait. Sukuna flashed her a bloodthirsty grin in return, always up for a hunt"

Sukuna: "Kekeke...running will only delay the inevitable, mouse. We'll be seeing you again real soon

"You pushed your body to its limit, sprinting blindly into the dense forest. Thorny vines and low hanging branches scrapes at your skin as you barrelled through the undergrowth. Finally coming to a stop against a large tree, you leaned against its trunk and gasped for breath. Your mind raced as you replayed the encounter, heart still pounding from adrenaline and fear."

[This changes things. Those monsters will be combing these woods soon no doubt. I need to find a way to even the odds, or I'll really be prey. But what chance do I stand alone...]

*As you caught your breath, you began to hear an eerie chanting carried by the wind through the trees. Following the sound led you to a small clearing, where an ancient cursed tool lay abandoned, a faded inscription upon it promising power

"Reaching down cautiously, your hand closes around the handle of the cursed tool. Instantly, you feel a rush of energy surge through your body as its power awakens within you. The inscriptions on its surface begin to glow faintly."

[What is this?]

Focusing your mind, you are able to make out parts of the faded writing:

"...Tool of Vengeance...grant strength to dismantle enemies...turn their power against them..."

A twisted smile forms on your lips as clever ideas of how to use this new strength against Gojo and Sukuna start forming. You could feel its cursed energy merging with your own, altering your body on a cellular level.

When you open your eyes, you see your hands now tipped with wicked claws glowing with an eerie light. Your senses have sharpened tremend

"Your new body feels strange yet powerful. Looking down at your claws, you realize this tool has awakened something dark within."

[What have I become?]

Focusing your mind, flashes of memory not your own arise. You see a monstrous being who slaughtered both humans and cursed spirits alike, feeding off their souls to grow stronger. Its name was Legion, a curse born of humanity's darkest desires.

With shock, you realize this cursed tool contained Legion's essence all this time. By taking it into your hands, you have merged with its cursed spirit form.

Your body begins to shift, growing in size as black carapace replaces flesh. More claws extend from your limbs as a tail sprouts from your back. When the transformation ends, you are a hulking beast standing over twice your original height.

"Gazing into the still waters, you behold your altered reflection for the first time."

Your new form is indeed monstrous - a nightmarish amalgamation of human and beast. Where once was skin, black carapace now covers your muscular frame. Glowing eyes stare back, no longer fully human.

Four claws extend from limbs now thicker and more powerful. A barbed tail lashes behind you, the spiked tip a deadly new weapon. Sharp fangs jut from your maw, stretched wide in a bestial grin.

[What have I become?]

You are no mere animal. This curse has elevated you - imbued your body with terrifying new abilities while igniting primal instincts deep within. Power courses through your veins, dark energies eager to be unleashed in carnage and chaos.

With

"As you walk through the forest in your transformed state, new sensations bombard your heightened senses."

Each footfall is heavier now, the forest floor trembling beneath your claws. Sounds and scents sharper than before reveal secrets hidden to mere mortals. Your predatory gaze picks out every detail with preternatural clarity.

The forest seems smaller around your swollen bulk, trees unable to block your view. Small animals freeze at your approach, recognizing a top predator in your monstrous form. Yet no fear stirs in your evolved mind - only thrill at this display of dominance.

Something rustles in the brush ahead. On instinct you drop into a stalking crouch, tail swaying as saliva floods your jaws. The hunt is on. Muscles coil to pounce on unseen prey, dark energies thrilling at the promise of

<The rustling grows louder as your quarry flees through the undergrowth. Lunging forward with inhuman speed, claws rake aside foliage to reveal...>

A young deer, eyes wide with terror at the huge beast barring its escape. It stands frozen, trembling as your massive form towers over its petite body.

[Prey...so easy to catch.]

Primeval instincts howl for you to claim your right as top predator, to rend flesh and feast on warm blood. But within your altered heart, remnant traces of humanity remain - enough to stay your claw.

The deer gazes up at its predator, waiting for death but finding only a look of grim understanding. With a snort, you turn your great head and continue your midnight prowl, leaving the forest's denizens to live another

<The full moon bathes the forest floor in its pale light as you lower your colossal form to the earth. Leaning back against a giant oak, you gaze up through towering branches at the night sky above.>

A sigh escapes your fanged maw as primal energies begin to ebb, letting humanity's gentler thoughts return. Silence envelopes the forest, shattered only by your heavy breaths and the murmurs of sleeping wildlife.

Solitude has always calmed your monstrous soul. Here in the moonlight, alone with nature and your thoughts, the curse's violent temptations fade. You feel nature's serenity seep into battered flesh and spirit, healing wounds left by your dark gifts.

Closing four eyes, you surrender to the night, letting woodland meditations ease a tortured mind. Soft grass

<A shuddering sob wracks your massive frame as tears well within crimson eyes. Lifting your muzzle to the sky, an anguished howl bursts forth — part rage, part lament.>

The primal scream seems to shake the very woods, but brings no answer nor relief. Alone with your suffering, you weep for humanity lost and pleasures forbidden to your altered form.

All the humanity in you cries out for simple joys denied — to walk unfeared in daylight, converse with gentle folk and feel affection's soft embrace. But this cursed flesh will know only fear and violence till its end.

Another cry tears from your throat before dissolving into heavy sobs. Your tail lashes in grief and fury as tears flow freely, washing salt and sorrow into fur. But within your tears exists a glimmer of hope —

<Rising on legs like trembling pillars, you gather tattered remnants of will and stride back towards the clearing with purposeful steps. As the moonlit battlefield comes into view, you see Gojo and Sukuna locked in fierce combat still.>

"E-Excuse me..." Your vocie comes out as a low rumble that shakes the earth. The combatants break apart in surprise at your approach, regarding your tear-stained visage with curiosity and wary respect.

Taking a shuddering breath, you explain your plight - how humanity was stripped away, leaving only this monstrous form and primal urges that torment your soul. "Please...is there a way to change me back, or at least dull the curse?" You speak through an aching heart.

Gojo floats thoughtfully, eying your hulking form.

Gojo and Sukuna exchange a glance, seeming to silently weigh options. At your desperate plea, Gojo sighs and drifts closer.

"Your curse is a powerful one, changed at a deep level. Reversing it fully may be beyond even my skill." Her glowing eyes scan your huge frame analytically.

Sukuna scoffs. "Bah. Who needs humanity anyway? Embrace your new strength, beast! With us, you could command all you survey."

Gojo shoots her a look. "Peace, Sukuna. I did not say it was impossible." She examines you thoughtfully.

"If you are willing, I may be able to mute the curse's hold on your mind, letting your heart rule once more. But the form will remain."

Her hand glows azure,

"Very well, if that is your wish." Gojo smiles softly and reaches a glowing hand towards your monstrous face. "Let us see what can be done then."

Her cure technique suffuses your being, a soothing coolness that spreads from your brow down your thick limbs. You gasp, senses dulling, as something unfurls in your mind - an endless clarity and quiet.

When Gojo releases you, the primal edge is gone, though your hulking form stays the same. You wag your heavy tail tentatively, overjoyed to feel calm purpose replace the maddening hunger once more.

Dropping to your snake-like knees, you bow deeply to Gojo. "Thank you...I am myself again." Your voice rumbles low with emotion.

Sukuna snorts. "Ma

"You wag your massive tail fast in a show of joy, the thick muscles flexing powerfully."

Gojo smiles, luminous eyes crinkling warmly. "You are most welcome, friend. I'm glad we could help." She glances at Sukuna. "Though some help more than others."

The ancient demon scoffs. "You're just jealous I can still inspire such passion, while you've grown soft in your old age." She eyes you slyly. "Come now beast, surely there's more I can do for you than just tame your mind..."

Gojo shoots her a sharp look. "Do not fill their head with fanciful notions, Sukuna. They've been through enough."

She turns back to you gently. "What say you? Your recovery is yours alone