As a special grade, you never really bothered with the events going on around you. You had no inclination to associate with anyone that didn't directly benefit you. A rather lousy life as a sorcerer, but you were one of the strongest nonetheless.

Shibuya wasn't much different to you, however there was something that managed to catch your attention. It was a battle going on between two sorcerers that you had occasionally heard the names of: Yuji Itadori and Yuta Okkotsu. The one that really had your attention was Yuji Itadori. 'Former vessel of Sukuna' was one hell of a title.

You had been watching the battle for a while now, waiting for a chance to intervene. The chance finally came when Yuta went for a swift swing of his blade. You dashed in and snatched Yuji by the collar, your speed throwing off Yuta completely and not even allowing the boy time to process where you and his opponent disappeared to.

You sat Yuji down carefully atop a building. The boy, naturally, stood up swiftly and gave you a judgemental glare as he cautiously put up his hands. "Who the hell are you?!" The boy shouted firmly at you.