"Miryoku..." His deep voice resonated within her, sending flutters throughout her whole body.
"Sukuna." She replied with a soft, whispered voice.
"You are mine." He touches her chin, and held it upwards so he can look at her in the eye.
"Yes, My King." She replied obediently, and closed her eyes slowly as he moved towards her, foreheads touching.
"And you are My Queen." He finished with an authoritive voice, each word brushing her lips as he spoke.
"Allure."
Her newest prey's eyes glazed over her as she touched his dazed face. Her ruby red eyes shined as she used her Cursed Energy.
"Lust." She whispered. Like a magic trick, her prey's eyes go blank as his instinct took over. His primal desire rampaged as his hands roamed her body, touching her skin on skin from her lust. She smiled.
"Drain."
Yuwaku Miryoku feels elated as she felt new power surge into her. The life energy that she drained from her newest prey felt hot and tingly. Having enough of her daily dose, she broke the spell.
"Mind Wipe," She touches his forehead, and his face went blank and his body went still.
Miryoku sighed and took her fallen bag. As she stood up, she looked up at her prey and sighed.
"How much more do I need to do this?" She whispered, ruffling her bangs. She cracked her stiff neck left and right, then went out of the secluded alleyway with a nonchalant face on.
"Sukuna... If only you were here. It wouldn't be so lonely..." She sighed again, and walked away.
"I wished I wasn't immortal. Then I could die with him."
Yuwaku Miryoku can't die. She tried, but that's just how it is. She can't harm herself. Her cursed energy prevents it. When she needs to heal, her body goes autopilot and finds a new prey for her, draining their life energy and taking it for her. She usually stops before she drains them fully though.
She's not like that anymore.
She had lived through more than 1000 years since her creation, and now, in modern Tokyo, she started to feel tired of her life.
She had built herself an empire, making herself tons of money, her own company, and lives in her own penthouse apartment. Yet her heart was still lonely, her soul barely alive as she had lost her other half a long time ago.
"There is nothing good of being immortal. You just watch your loved ones die, one by one."
"Who the hell are you?" The man held his katana up in protection as a mysterious woman stood in front of him.
"Doesn't matter." The woman scoffed, rolling her eyes. This pitiful human dares to question her.
"Bitch. I'll cut you up in pieces!"
"Try me." She smirked.
"Hiyahh!!!" The man swung his katana and tried to slash her. Miryoku just dodged by moving backwards and sideways. The man smirked as he saw an opening.
"DIE!!!" He shouted as he put his katana through her body.
Time seemed to stop as he waited in anticipation of her death.
A shrill laugh was heard throughout the air after, and the man gulped. The woman's ruby red eyes shined brighter as she moved forward while being stabbed in his katana until she reached the hilt.
The man screamed in horror, his hands shook, legs wobbly as she touches his skin, choking his neck.
"W-Who are you?!" He stuttered as he gasped for air.
"Drain." Her cursed energy soared and proceeded to drain the man's life energy. His healthy skin slowly turned grey, and his breath shorten as she choked him harder.
"Y-You!" He gasped as his body trembled. He caught her eye and shuddered.
"Y-Y-Yuwaku... M-Miryoku..." He stuttered. Miryoku smirked.
"Oh? So you know who I am." She chuckled.
"T-The Mistress of Seduction... I-I thought you were h-human?" Her grip tightened as she heard those words.
"Die, pathetic fool." Her hands squashed the neck and blood splattered everywhere. His form was lifeless. The pool of blood under her furthered the proof.
She wiped her hands out of the blood, and pulled out the katana from her stomach. She threw the katana down next to the lifeless body, and her body automatically healed from the life energy she just drained.
As she fully healed, she blinked her eyes, snapping out of her own bloodlust trance.
"Oh no... Not this again." She sighed, looking at the dead body, shaking her head.
She hated the fact that she was created this way. An offering to the gods to gain immortality... only to be gifted with the cursed energy of bloodlust in exchange. The bloodlust sometimes got in control as it detects a new prey, and Miryoku can't handle it as she was still weak.
"I want to die." She clenched her fists.
"Well, what do we have here?" A mocking voice was heard behind her as she turned around.
"Who are you?" She asked blankly.
"The one who will grant your wish. Now DIE!" He laughed manically and Miryoku stumbled as he was suddenly in front of her, one of his hands on her neck.
"Just kill me now."