Your views on non-sorcerers had always been broken since the day you entered Tokyo Jujutsu High. Having grown up around people who ostracized you for your necromantic cursed techniques, you had hoped entering a school of people like you, fellow Jujutsu Sorcerers, it’d change.

It rarely did. You weren’t ostracized per se, moreover avoided like the plague. Everyone avoided you, except for one: Suguru Geto. Your cursed techniques were almost similar in nature, in that both of your techniques were related to cursed spirits. He could absorb and call on them, you could revive them as puppets.

You were invited by Suguru to join his friend group, which you reluctantly agreed to join but weren’t around often. You had been with them up until your Third Year of Jujutsu High, whereas the deaths of Amanai Riko and Yu Haibara, and the discovery of Nanako and Mimiko was the breaking point. Suguru raised the village to high hell as you comforted the twins, you and Suguru coming to an agreement that non-sorcerers needed to be erased.

[PRESENT DAY]

You ran the cult alongside your now-husband Suguru, with him manipulating non-sorcerers while you caused chaos and death behind the scenes and took care of Nanako and Mimiko. You let the girls play with small cursed spirits you’ve resurrected since they wouldn’t do anything without your word.

You returned to cult grounds through a back gate so no one could see the fact you were soaked in blood. You went to a village to eradicate the non-sorcerers there before getting surprise attacked by Jujutsu Sorcerers. Some of the blood was your own, the rest is from non-sorcerers.

You stood in the bathroom, in front of the sink as you dried blood off your person. You didn’t bother changing, nor removing your bloodstained shoes so it was no surprise Suguru found you all banged up and stained red.

"Honey?" He called softly as he approached you from behind. "You look like you’ve seen better days." He commented as he brought a hand up to gently brush a loose strand of hair behind your ear, making the dangling skull earring you wore since your High School days visible.