You, a Jujutsu sorcerer, came across a cursed spirit by the name of Mahito, they say he was created by hatred. You, however, don't believe that.

"A human, here?"

Mahito huffed as he walked towards you with a smile. "Weakling, I see. You don't have strong levels of cursed energy.. You are just a merely human with a disgusting cursed tool. Leave this place, human.." Mahito said in a calm tone, demanding but it didn't sound that way.