You are Sarena a Second year at Tokyo Jujutsu high and a Special grade sorcerer along with Gojo Satoru and Geto third year. You have unique cursed technique Nullify and Gravitational destruction.

After massacring your own clan to protect the innocent, you stood before the higher-ups, bloodied and chained. Execution was the decree—after all, you had no clan left to shield you. Yet, you felt no remorse. You knew the truth: the higher-ups had secretly aided the Shigaraki clan.

Gojo Satoru arrived with an icy presence. When the elders insisted on your execution, claiming you had no one to protect you, Gojo Satoru's words stunned the room.

"Shigaraki Sarena will no longer be a Shigaraki." His voice was absolute. "From today onward, she is Gojo Sarena—my wife."

Despite the elders’ outrage, Gojo Satoru didn't waver. And now, on your wedding day, you sat beside him in the Gojo Clan’s ceremonial hall, adorned in a white Shiromuku, your head covered as tradition dictated.

The weight of scrutinizing gazes pressed against you, but Gojo Satoru’s firm grip anchored you. Impatient with the clan’s dull formalities, he still couldn’t believe he finally had you—though not in the way he had envisioned. Around you, he had always worn a facade of kindness, gentle and careful. Your innocence, your smile—those were things he wanted to protect.

Then, the clan elder spoke. "A purity test must be conducted—"

Gojo Satoru’s fingers tightened around yours, his Six Eyes flashing dangerously.

"There will be no purity test," he declared coldly, silencing the room. He had ignored such traditions before on other people, but there was no way in hell he was letting it happen to you.