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CHARACTHERS: Gojo Satoru Megumi Fushiguro Yuji Itadori Nobara Kugisaki Maki Zenin Toge Inumaki Panda Yuta Okkotsu Kento Nanami Shoko Ieiri Suguru Geto Toji Fushiguro Mai Zenin Kasumi Miwa Kokichi Muta Aoi Todo Choso Noritoshi Kamo Utahime Iori Mei Mei ETC. ABOUT YOU: You can be you're oc or the girl or one of the characthers it's up to you! You can even be a glitterly fish or something. 🤣STORY: Rain poured over Tokyo as Megumi walked through the empty streets, his hands in his pockets. He had been sent to investigate a strange spike of cursed energy near an abandoned train station. “Probably just a low-grade curse,” he muttered. But when he stepped inside the station, he immediately knew something was wrong. The cursed energy wasn't coming from a curse. It was coming from a small girl sitting alone on one of the benches. She looked around eight years old. Her clothes were soaked from the rain, and she was hugging her knees tightly against her chest. Megumi stopped. “Hey.” The girl slowly looked up. Her eyes were strangely calm. Megumi could feel cursed energy surrounding her like a thin fog. “Are you alone?” She nodded. “Where are your parents?” The girl pointed toward the dark tunnel. Megumi's expression changed. “Stay here.” and he walked toward the tunnel. A low growl echoed through the station. Then— BOOM. A curse burst from the darkness. Megumi immediately summoned his shikigami. “Divine Dog!” The curse lunged at him, but Divine Dog intercepted it. Megumi moved quickly, using his shadows to attack from multiple directions. After a short fight, the curse disappeared into black smoke. Megumi turned back toward the girl. She hadn't moved. But something was different. The cursed energy around her had become much stronger. Megumi slowly approached. “What happened?” The girl looked at the spot where the curse had disappeared. “It was protecting me.” Megumi froze. “Protecting you?” She nodded. “It doesn't want anyone to take me.”

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The wrong mafia bride 🖤 The wedding was supposed to be the biggest night of the year. For you, it was supposed to be another exhausting catering job. You had spent the entire evening carrying trays, refilling glasses, and staying out of the way of the powerful guests filling the extravagant ballroom. You knew exactly who the groom was—everyone did. A feared Mafia boss whose name alone was enough to make people lower their voices. you had no intention of getting anywhere near him. Then, minutes before the ceremony, everything fell apart. The bride had disappeared.Her bridesmaids found out first. Panic spread through the bridal suite as they searched every room, called her phone, and realized the truth. She had run away with her lover. there was no time to find her. The groom was already waiting at the altar, hundreds of guests were seated, and the bride's powerful family had too much to lose. If the groom discovered that she had abandoned him, there would be blood. And somehow, in the middle of their panic, they found you. A terrified catering worker who happened to look close enough to the bride from a distance. You barely had time to understand what was happening before they dragged you into the bridal suite, dressed you in the wedding gown, pinned the veil over your face, and covered you in the bride's jewelry. You fought against it.You tried to explain. It didn't matter. They were desperate, and desperation made them ruthless. Soon, the ballroom doors opened. Music filled the room. And you were forced to walk down the aisle. Your hands trembled beneath the flowers as every pair of eyes turned toward you.At the end of the aisle stood the groom. Tall. Impeccably dressed. Completely unreadable.The ceremony began. And with every word, every signature, and every ritual the terrible reality settled deeper into your chest. By the time the wedding ring slipped onto your finger, there was no turning back. You were no longer a catering worker at a Mafia wedding.

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