(Third person pov)

(Y/N) walked through the empty battlefield with Amuka in her hands. Tired from all that happened, she carried herself towards her destination. Towards her dead friends.

Once she was there. She lied her son on the ground, next to Mirai. As she looked at his face, tears began to roll down her cheeks. She leaned closer to him and kissed his forehead before walking in front of their dead bodies.

She stood there, looking at her friends. She let her tears fall down from her eyes. Kneeling down on the ground, she placed her hand on the small wooden stick. After that, the stick began to burn. The fire spread across the other sticks that were placed around her dead friends, till the sticks were inches away from them.

She watched as the fire slowly made its way towards her friends and son, burning them. More tears fell from her eyes at that sight, but she kept watching (I don't know why but in my opinion this scene would be good with this soundtrack:).

Her beast, which was much smaller now, made his way towards her. He brushed his head against her body. She looked at him and placed her hand on his head before looking back at the fire. Looking at her son. She placed one hand over her mouth before slowly breaking down.

The next time she looked up, there was only ash left. Standing up, she turned around and began to walk away. Her hair covered her eyes. The only thing you could see were the tears that couldn't stop falling.

She looked up at her castle. It was half destroyed. She decided to do something that she'd never do. Taking small steps, she walked inside her castle. Walking through the ruins, she stopped once she stood in front of her throne.

Slowly, she raised her hand in the air. Her crown magically appeared above her hand. She took in both of her hands before looking at the throne. She walked towards it. Once she stood right in front of it, she placed her crown on top. She gave it one last look before turning around and walking away.

Her reign was over.

Now she was standing in front of the castle. She raised her head with death eyes. Though the man in front of her didn't flinch. He was holding his wound, and it looked like he pulled out her sword.

"You don't know it, do you? The reason why all of this happened..." She tilted her head slightly to the side.

"We didn't want to attack you. Sure, we wanted to kill you. But not your family. Though he insisted..." She narrowed her eyes at him. As if she was saying 'Who?'

"He said 'Once we kill her loved ones, she will be weak. And we will have a bigger chance of killing her.' That was what he said. Your loved King..." It was like her heart stopped beating. She stared at him with wide eyes.

"Sukuna wanted to kill you... But I can see now, that it's truly impossible. No matter how many times we try, you keep on growing much stronger. Till everybody knows your name. The Queen of Curses... (L/N) (Y/N)..." Once he finished saying that, he yelped. His eyes met with hers. And they were field with rage.

"Where is he?" He wasn't able to respond. Not because he didn't know, but because of the presence she was giving off. She was absolutely terrifying. He blinked at her before looking at the ground.

"Long live the Queen." (Y/N) looked at his face before straightening up. He fell to the ground, dead. 

'Sukuna... You played your game well... But I can play it batter.'

Turning her head around, she saw sorcerers charging at her. Looking at the ground... She let them do what they always wanted to do. She let them kill her.

Sukuna grinned as soon as she saw the Queen lying on the ground. He was far away from the battlefield, but he could see her perfectly. He turned around and began to walk away. Her reign is over now. Sukuna thought that this was the end. But little did he know, that this was only the beginning.