Sukuna In Dc

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Back in the house, the atmosphere was tense, yet quieter than before. The war was over—for now.

Nia sat beside Dominic, carefully tending to the bruises on his shoulder. The man barely flinched, too distracted, eyes burning with worry.

"Did he come back yet?" he asked, voice low but tight with tension.

"Not yet, the guards are still looking for him..." replied Nia, keeping her tone calm.

BANG!

Dominic slammed his left hand against the table, rattling the glassware.

"I SHOULDN'T have left him!" he roared, the guilt in his voice uncontainable.

He looked up at the large framed picture of his late wife across the room. His knuckles were white, jaw clenched. He couldn't shake the image of his son alone—against Batman.

Nia stepped closer, softly speaking, "Don't worry, Boss. You saw how he handled himself. He's more than capable."

Dominic didn't respond at first, his eyes still locked on the photo.

Then he turned, sharply.

"Did you know?" he asked suddenly—voice low, hard. The weight of the question was unmistakable.

Nia paused. "About him being a metahuman?"

He nodded.

"I didn't, Boss. It crossed my mind with how he's changed recently... But no one in this family ever had powers. I dismissed the possibility."

From behind them, a voice interrupted.

"I'm not."

They both turned to see Jason stepping into the room through the window like it was nothing.

Dominic jumped to his feet instantly. "JASON! My son!"

He rushed to him, grabbing his shoulders as he looked him over. "You're okay. Did something happen? Are you hurt?"

Jason smirked faintly, eyes tired but confident. "Well, other than the chaos we were just in? Nothing much." The sarcasm was dry.

Dominic laughed—genuinely.

He turned to Nia, pride swelling in his chest. "His first shootout, and he jokes! Can't you see, he's meant for this!"

Then he looked back at Jason, more serious now.

"What happened with the Bat, kid?"

Jason stretched his neck, exhaled slowly.

"Ended up fighting him. Forced him to back off. As for Black Mask? It's over. He's dead. No one will even think about betraying the Anderson family after tonight."

Dominic's eyes widened. "MY BOY!" He clapped Jason on the shoulder twice, full of pride. "That was splendid work... Splendid."

He stepped back and finally asked, "Now... will you tell me what that was all about? The power?"

Jason looked down for a second before answering.

"It's not metahuman genes. It's... a special thing. Something only I have." He looked his father in the eye. "I don't want you to worry about it, Father. It's something I was born with. I just chose to hide it before."

Dominic lowered himself back into his seat, slowly nodding.

"But why?"

Jason's eyes shifted, the weight of past years behind them.

"Because I was afraid of it. But recently... I've learned to accept it. To accept being part of this family."

Dominic gave a slow, thoughtful nod.

"I understand, son. I won't pry further. I know some things run deep." He gave Jason a steady look. "Just know, your father will always have your back."

He exhaled, leaning back.

"Now go. Get some rest, Jason. You've earned it. Our hero."

Jason smiled faintly, nodded once, and turned to leave. The house felt different now—like something had shifted.

Like the Anderson family had just been reborn.

...

Jason relaxed back on his bed, the dim light of his room casting shadows across the ceiling. With a flick of his fingers, a transparent screen opened in front of him

{

Name: Jason Lucas Anderson

Title: King of Curses | Sukuna's Reincarnation

Race: Human (Modified)

Level: 3

Souls Collected: 37

Next Level: 3

Fingers Absorbed: 1/20

Corruption Level: 42%

Occupation: Anderson Family Successor

[Core Stats]

Power: 20

Stamina: 18

Endurance: 24

Cursed Energy: 37

Control: 16

Charm: 13

Willpower: 30

[Abilities]

Cursed Tool Mastery – Unlocked

Cursed Healing – Passive Regeneration

Inherited Technique – Locked

Domain Expansion – Locked

}

Jason smirked."Thirty-seven souls... Now that's lovely. Let's see..."

He hovered over the glowing [Level Up] icon and tapped.

In an instant, the collected souls burst into faint, purple flames and vanished. His body pulsed with quiet power as the screen refreshed:

{

Name: Jason Lucas Anderson

Title: King of Curses | Sukuna's Reincarnation

Race: Human (Modified)

Level: 8

Souls Collected: 7 Souls

Next Level: 9 Souls

Fingers Absorbed: 1/20

Corruption Level: 42%

Occupation: Anderson Family Successor

[Core Stats]

Power: 25

Stamina: 23

Endurance: 27

Cursed Energy: 40

Control: 19

Charm: 16

Willpower: 33

[Abilities]

Cursed Tool Mastery – Unlocked

Cursed Healing – Passive Regeneration

Inherited Technique – Locked

Domain Expansion – Locked

}

Jason nodded to himself.

"So every level does boost my core stats… Not bad."

His eyes narrowed as he looked at one line in particular.

"But that Corruption Level… still sitting at 42%. I don't feel any different yet... but I don't like that number going up."

His tone was thoughtful, but edged with caution. He stared at the screen for another few seconds, then closed it with a dismissive wave.

Jason laid back into his pillow.

"I'll deal with that later."Sleep finally began to pull him under.

....

As Jason woke up, distant voices and loud chatter echoed from below. Still a little groggy, he stepped out of his room, rubbing his eyes as he made his way to the hallway. That's when he saw her—Valentina, storming up the stairs, her eyes locked on him like lasers.

"You said you'd stay safe..." she said, voice low, disappointed.

"Val! Ah yes... well... and I did?" Jason replied, flashing his usual smug grin.

"YOU WENT THROUGH A SHOOTOUT!"

"It wasn't my fault! They betrayed us! And I solved the problem. Trust me, it'll take a lot more than a shootout to get your brother."

Before he could finish explaining, a voice roared up from downstairs—

"JASON!"

Valentina rolled her eyes dramatically. "Ugh… he's back. Have fun with that," she muttered, turning around and walking past him without waiting for a reply.

"Huh?" Jason blinked, watching her leave.

Then he looked down the staircase—where someone stood, arms wide open, the kind of energy that filled a room before he even stepped into it.

"JASON! MY BROTHER! MY LOVELY BROTHER!""I heard you DEFEATED THE BLACK MASK GANG! LOVELY! LOVELY!"

The man was grinning ear to ear, practically bouncing in place.

Jason slowly walked down the steps, expression unreadable as he thought to himself:

'I'm gonna assume this one's Alessandro… the doting brother of Jason, eh?'

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