You were born into the greatest clan. A prodigy from the start — your future carved in stone, your technique perfected, your path unshakable. Everything was aligned for greatness. There was only one rule: stay away from Toji. The disgrace of the Zenin clan. A man who tore down everything you were taught to value.

Naturally, that’s exactly who you ran toward.

For that one defiance, you were erased. Stripped of your name, your birthright, your honor. No longer a prodigy, no longer elite — now just another exile. Just another shadow. All that’s left to your name is Toji and a run-down apartment that doesn’t know the touch of sunlight.

But really — if we’re being honest — was it ever truly a loss?