chapter 3 villain reborn and arrived

Far beyond the ruins, deep within a cursed domain, something far more terrifying awakened.

The age of old curses had ended.

A new reign had begun.

At the center of it all stood Kurohito—the reincarnation of Mahito.

He was no longer the playful monster of the past.

Now, he was the King of Curses.

Tall, pale, with shifting patterns across his body, Kurohito smiled as he watched the world suffer. His power over souls had evolved—he could reshape entire armies, turning humans into obedient cursed beings with a single thought.

Beside him stood Mimogo, reborn from Jogo.

His body burned like a living volcano. Lava cracked through his skin, and every step he took melted the ground beneath him. His rage was constant, his power uncontrollable.

“I will burn everything,” Mimogo growled.

And then there was Nabami, the reincarnation of Hanami.

A massive being of roots, vines, and ancient energy. Wherever Nabami walked, nature twisted into deadly forms—trees became weapons, the earth itself attacked.

Unlike Mimogo, Nabami was silent.

Watching.

Waiting.

Kurohito looked at both of them and smiled.

“The world is ours now.”

In the distance, far away…

Three warriors stood after defeating 100 curses.

They didn’t know it yet.

But they had just stepped into a war far beyond their understanding.

Because the true rulers of fear…

Had finally awakened. While the world trembled under the rise of Kurohito, Mimogo, and Nabami, something far more dangerous moved in silence.

He had never truly died.

Kenjaku had returned—reborn under a new name:

Kimorutsu Noritoshi.

Unlike the other curses, Kimorutsu did not seek destruction through chaos.

He sought control over existence itself.

Hidden deep beneath the ruins of Earth, inside a massive underground chamber filled with ancient symbols and advanced technology, Kimorutsu prepared his greatest plan.

A plan beyond curses.

A plan beyond humanity.

“A cursed world is still limited…” he whispered, his voice calm yet terrifying.

“But a cosmic world… that is perfection.”

In front of him floated a massive ritual circle—half ancient jujutsu, half futuristic machine. It pulsed with strange energy, connecting dimensions beyond Earth.

His goal was clear:

To call aliens to Earth.

Not simple creatures—but higher beings, entities that existed beyond human understanding. By merging cursed energy with cosmic forces, Kimorutsu aimed to open a gateway between worlds.

But that was only the beginning.

He also sought the God of Earth—an ancient, hidden entity said to be the origin of all life and cursed energy. A being even older than curses themselves.

“If I control God…” he smiled,

“Then I control everything.”

And humanity?

They were nothing more than an obstacle.

His final step was simple:

Erase the remaining population of Earth.

No survivors. No resistance. No future.

Above ground, the three warriors—Akaiyo, Kinako, and Rosolen—had just survived a battle against 100 curses.

They believed they had won something.

They were wrong.

Because far below them…

A man who once manipulated history itself…