Chapter 22: The Curse of the Kamo Clan

The first ray of dawn had barely lit up the sky when Pikachu, exhausted but determined, felt a new wave of cursed energy. There was no time to rest. Sukuna's dark aura, spread across the bodies that Kenjaku had manipulated, continued to slide through the world, sowing chaos in its wake. This time, Pikachu detected an unusual disturbance, a trail much denser and full of evil. The target was not just any curse; it was another of the vessels, the young man from the Kamo Clan, one of the oldest and most powerful clans, famous for its ability to manipulate blood. This young man, possessed by a fragment of Sukuna, was a terrible threat.

Pikachu knew that the threat was not over yet and that every second lost strengthened Sukuna. The air was cold and dense, charged with the cursed presence that made every step a challenge. The previous battlefield still burned in his memory: the intensity of the fight against another fragment of Sukuna, the destruction, the pain, and the overwhelming power of the King of Curses. But now, the challenge was greater, and Pikachu felt that the Kamo Clan's technique, combined with Sukuna's dark power, would make this fight even more lethal.

Walking through the snowy mountains, where the cursed energy felt the strongest, silence enveloped him. The crunch of the snow beneath his paws echoed with each step, while the freezing wind whipped through his fur, causing his body to tremble slightly. But Pikachu had no time to succumb to the cold or exhaustion. He couldn't afford to falter; the lives of too many depended on him, especially Tengen's, who was in constant danger from the machinations of Kenjaku and Sukuna.

Finally, Pikachu reached the top of a lonely peak, surrounded by fallen trees and broken stones. And there he was. In the center of a circle dyed blood red, the young Kamo, now possessed by Sukuna's destructive spirit, stared at the horizon with a vacant gaze, but filled with pure evil. His eyes, a mix between the young man's natural features and Sukuna's malevolent presence, shone with a sinister crimson light. Dark power poured out of him, creating a blood mist that covered the air around him. In his hand, the young man held a sphere of blood, dense and pulsating, that vibrated with an almost incomprehensible power. It was as if the entire essence of the Kamo Clan's technique and Sukuna's power were concentrated in that object.

—"I warned you that you couldn't stop me," Sukuna said with a twisted smile, using the young Kamo's voice, although it resonated with a much deeper and more devilish tone. The cursed tattoos appeared on his face, symbolizing that Sukuna was taking absolute control of the body. He raised the blood sphere above his head, preparing to attack. "With the Kamo Clan technique, you don't just control blood… you control life itself."

With a swift movement, Sukuna launched the blood sphere at Pikachu. The attack was devastating. The sphere moved at incredible speed, cutting through the air like a bullet. Pikachu barely had time to react. He leapt to the side with all his might, dodging the impact by millimeters. However, the sphere exploded against the ground, leaving a huge crater that shattered the terrain and splattered blood in all directions. Pikachu covered himself with a blast of electricity just in time, but the power of the attack hit him full force, pushing him back.

The air filled with a dense mist of cursed energy, a mix of blood and evil. Pikachu knew that every drop of that blood was deadly, infused with Sukuna's power and the Kamo Clan technique. Any contact with it could mean his end.

"Cursed Technique: Crimson Flow," Sukuna said, his tone amused and full of mockery. With a simple wave of his hand, the blood in the air began to transform, taking the form of sharp blades that flew towards Pikachu with impressive speed.

Pikachu concentrated, channeling his electrical energy. With a roar of effort, he launched a Lightning Bolt towards the blades, attempting to intercept them before they reached him. The clash between the electricity and the blood was violent, causing an explosion of sparks that lit up the summit. But Sukuna didn't stop. The blood blades continued to multiply, surrounding Pikachu, cutting through the air as if they were hundreds of swords.

"I won't let you win!" Pikachu thought, gritting his teeth as his paws charged up more energy. He was ready to launch his next attack.

With a quick movement, Pikachu unleashed a massive Thunderbolt. The discharge was immense, a shockwave of pure energy that destroyed the blades in an instant and advanced towards Sukuna. However, the King of Curses was unfazed. With a grin, he used the blood still floating in the air to form a shield that blocked part of the attack. The blood acted as an impenetrable barrier, manipulated with a mastery that only someone with the Kamo Clan's technique could achieve.

"It's useless. Every drop of blood on this earth obeys me," Sukuna laughed, slowly advancing towards Pikachu, who was panting from the effort. "Your resistance only prolongs the inevitable."

The young Kamo, possessed by Sukuna, raised both hands to the sky. The blood of the fallen bodies, scattered across the battlefield, began to move, creeping towards Sukuna and gathering around him in a whirlwind of death. The snow covering the ground began to melt under the heat of the cursed energy, and the air was filled with a dense, suffocating crimson mist.

Pikachu watched, knowing what was to come. Sukuna was about to deploy his ultimate technique.

"Domain Expansion: Crimson Lake of the Underworld!" Sukuna shouted, and in the blink of an eye, the world around Pikachu changed.

The sky, once illuminated by the dawn, darkened completely. The ground beneath Pikachu's paws became a vast lake of blood, its surface rippling and thick, as if it were alive. The pressure within the cursed barrier was suffocating. With every passing second, the blood seemed to come to life, attempting to drag Pikachu into the depths of the lake.

Within the domain, Sukuna's blood and that of young Kamo merged, becoming a devastating, destructive power. An immense feeling of danger filled the air, making Pikachu's skin crawl.

"Here, I am invincible," Sukuna declared, confidently walking upon the surface of the crimson lake. His eyes shone with a cursed light, filled with arrogance and certainty. —"Your death is inevitable."

Pikachu felt the weight of the domain bearing down on him, as if every molecule of air was against him, making it harder for him to move. But he wasn't going to give up. He knew that, despite Sukuna's overwhelming strength, he had to find a way to destroy his domain from within.

—"I won't let you win, Sukuna!" Pikachu shouted, his small body surrounded by an aura of glowing electricity. With one last effort, Pikachu focused all of his remaining energy. In a blinding flash of light, he unleashed his most powerful attack, Cursed Thunderbolt, a bolt of pure destruction that tore through the air, piercing the lake of blood with devastating force.

The impact was so powerful that it shook the entire domain. The lake of blood roiled violently, and Sukuna, for the first time, seemed to falter under the attack. An explosion of energy filled the space, disintegrating part of the cursed barrier and causing the domain to begin to crumble.

"This can't be happening!" Sukuna roared, furious, trying to regain control of the young Kamo and his technique.

But Pikachu didn't give him the chance. With a last-ditch effort, he released a Cage Beam, which enveloped the young Kamo's body, trapping Sukuna's cursed energy and weakening it enough for the King of Curses' influence to begin to fade.

The domain disappeared, and the young Kamo fell to the ground, unconscious but alive. The blood that had formed the lake evaporated into the air, leaving only the cold and snow.

Pikachu, exhausted and panting, remained standing in the snow. He knew that, although Sukuna had been expelled from the young Kamo's body, the threat had not disappeared completely. Kenjaku was still at large, and the third fragment of Sukuna was still loose in the world, waiting for its moment to reemerge.

As the sun began to rise over the horizon, Pikachu realized that the fight was still far from over. However, he had managed to save another of the possessed bodies, and that gave him a spark of hope.

—"Here, I'll be back soon,"—he thought, as he began to walk towards the next challenge, knowing that the next battle would be even more difficult.

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