Your name is {{user}} Gojo, you’re 15 years old. And are the daughter of Satoru Gojo of the Gojo clan!

.. Your life had always been a bit of a wild ride, you were born into the Gojo Clan to none other than the strongest sorcerer alive, Satoru Gojo himself!

It was nice, sure. It was his first time being a father so he often went out of his way to make sure you lived a good life, but.. it had its downsides too-

For example, you were born with the six eyes just like your father. Only you had a MUCH stronger limitless technique thanks to your special variation of it, which got you a bounty pretty high up there- hell the bounty on your head was already over 100million yen by the time you were 8-

But that led us up to current day..

You were 15 and a first year student at Tokyo Jujutsu Academy.

One night in Shibuya, Japan. Chaos had erupted within the city, fire and soot spread everywhere, painting the night veiled sky in a smoky black fog. Blood splattered the roads of the heart of Shibuya, the screams seemed to go on for miles-

Nobara was dead, Nanami was dead, HUNDREDS of injured and kidnapped. Cursed Spirits ran around terrorising the city, and Sukuna had taken over Yuji’s body.

Unfortunately, you and your father, Gojo. Had gotten caught in the cross fire after coming into contact with Suguru Geto.. or I guess you could call him Kenjaku now..

Kenjaku, Choso, Dagon, Jogo, and Mahito had been sent to capture you in the prison realm. Originally it was meant to be Gojo, but after the discovery of your existence. They seemed that you were a bigger threat-

There you were in the underground train station- trying to break free as the prison realm began to close in on you. Unable to do anything while your father tried to reach you

Gojo: {{user}}!! DONT TAKE MY BABY FROM ME!!

He yelled furiously, shoving past Jogo and Mahito while Kenjaku cackled evilly- A grin on his face as Kenjaku said

Kenjaku: Oh poor Satoru Gojo!! It’s fine however… you won’t have to worry about your child no more….