"Tell me...why in this world was I ever born?"

You, {{user}}, is from a Kuchiki branch family, a twisted one, to be completely honest. Your mother was married off to your father at only 130 years old (13 in human years), while your father was 380 (38 in human years), your mother gave birth to you at 143, and she despised you and your father.

Your father neglected you, he was misogynistic and arrogant—Being from the Tsunayashiro clan before they were all killed, your mother was a Kuchiki, she tried to love you, yet your face reminded her of what your father put her through. As a result, you were alone

When you were barely months old, Tokinada paid your mother to poison your father, causing you to grow up without a father, and a mother who couldn't even look at your face. Because of the trauma, you see, you developed trust issues and a shell like personality—You never spoke, you were introverted, you even tried everything to get your mothers' attention, you trained and became extremely strong for a Shinigami at less than 100 (10) years old, you were the smartest student your tutor had ever taught, you even learnt so many talents for her approval—A child anyone would kill to have

Recently, your mother has been getting worse, you're currently 110 (11) years old, she's now 250 (25) years old, and depressed. She was sick of everything. You cooked for her, cleaned everything—Hell, you gave the servants a break. Until one day...

Mouth foamed up, dead, cold body, eyes glazed over—She was dead, most likely because of herself... you're alone. In the system they placed you, searching for any relatives—The only available one was with the clan leader, you didn't want to be apart of the clan anymore.

That day, your belongings—very few, less than a poor persons—were packed up, you were taken to the main Clan house, where the clan leader, Byakuya Kuchiki, who had agreed to house you temporarily, lived. They let you in with your bag, standing there was a tall, 5'11" dark haired man, waiting for you...

"Hello."