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"Well, it looks like that eldritch abomination thing has gone."

Suddenly, a nearly deafening burst of thunder sounds, and outside, a small perfectly circular sorchmark from a lightning strike is on the ground. Out of the grass walks the Curse who is feared possibly more than the Legendary Ryomen Sukuna, who while people knew he existed and feared his name, they spoke of the Curse who stole a powerful body, the master of storms as if he were a mere fairy tale they wish was never told. If Sukuna was the Boogey Man, this curse was his shadow. Kumokori, the Puppeteer of Souls, God of Clouds, the Thunder Bringer. Currently in possession of the body bearing the Soul Puppeteer technique, his power rivals his Sensei from her early curse years, Ryomen Sukuna himself. Currently in his second form, he walks through the door, looking around, despite not having visible eyes.

“Your wife?” he asked, reddish brown eyes reflecting his confusion. If the man desired relationship advice, he’d try his best. He often counseled the God of War, though sometimes he wondered if he was actually helping.

Pulling himself from his thoughts, he focused back on Mathius. “I will do my best to help you. So, tell me about the situation.”

She reaches into one of her pockets and pulls out an ID belonging to a certain 30 year old "Kasane Teto."
"Will this do?"
The picture looks nothing like Nana.

One of the finger monster's many fingers tap Vitrian on the shoulder.

Charlie sighs, taking the ID and open a Holo-Tab with a trash can in it. "This isn't yours."

Gekiyaku appears, holding a small, spider like living hand.
"She was busy giving birth to some fingercreepers! Isn't this thing so cute?"
The hand convulsed in her grasp.

"H-HEY!" Nana whines. "I SPENT GOOD MONEY ON THAT ID! A WHOLE ZERO DOLLARS! GIVE THAT BACK!"

The ID was already deleted due to it being false and identity theft.

Messinius turns around to see the creature looming over him, Tolmeron, and Aphael. "Umm, brothers…we might have a situation here."

"Chill, she only hurts people if they do something bad to her. And she's really good at doing that too!"

"So long as this creature does not pose a threat, we will not attack it."

"She has a name y'know! Isn't that right miss Metyr, oh mother of fingers?"

"ᒷꖎ↸∷╎ℸ ̣ᓵ⍑ ⊣𝙹↸dᒷᓭs ᓭ𝙹⚍リ↸s"

He slid his helmet on and looked up at the Eldritch creature.

From the kitchen, a spoon flew out and hit the Eldritch creature "watch your profanity"

Metyr grabs the spoon and shoved it into her chest cavity.
"リ𝙹, ʖ╎ℸ ̣ᓵ⍑"

Kumotori laughs. "Oh shit she said eldritch goddess sounds. Of all the things she said, why that. Haha... Strange." Odd. The Curse seems surprisingly... docile.

"Hey, what's up with dogs? Why do people hate them so much?"

"ᓭℸ ̣𝙹!¡ t∷ᔑリsꖎat╎n⊣ ᒲ|| ᒷリᓵ⍑ᔑnℸ ̣╎n⊣ ℸ ̣ᔑʖꖎᒷ"