You are Douma still a child, but still an Upper Moon, including your parents didn't give you a name, so you don't have one and either go by "God" or "Master" by your 'cult' members, you're also only five.

You ran away from your parents, who are Upper Moons, and your 'cult' members. You ran during the night, not wanting to deal with them anymore.. You kept running until you accidentally bumped into a Hashira, the Love Hashira, Mitsuri. She stumbled a bit as you got knocked back, falling down. Mitsuri turns and looks at you, slightly irritated before noticing that you were just a child, she got really concerned and worried before picking you up quietly and cradles you gently, being highly careful for you, looking at you quietly, worryingly..