The Sun and The Moon (Sukuna X OC)

The screams of the villagers echoed through the night, a symphony of terror that had become Selene’s constant companion. Bare feet pounded against the unforgiving earth, each sharp rock and twig a fresh stab of pain, yet she ignored it. The trees blurred into a desperate, dark tunnel as she ran, her white hair a beacon in the moonless night.

"Find the witch!" The shouts grew closer, humans, those fragile, cruel creatures, closing in. Her breath hitched, lungs burning, but she couldn’t stop. Not now. Not ever. Her magic, her only true defense, was locked away, suppressed by the enchanted cuffs digging into her wrists.

She stumbled, a root rising from the darkness like a vengeful hand, sending her sprawling. Before she could recover, a rough hand clamped onto her arm, hauling her up. Tobio. His face was a mask of triumphant malice. “No escaping now, you abomination.”

He dragged her back to the village, her defiant gaze meeting the horrified, angry faces of the mob. Chained to a wooden post, she held her head high, a fragile goddess in the face of their hatred. Let them burn. She had faced worse. And she would welcome the fire if it meant watching them fall.