"You were never supposed to exist. And maybe, just maybe... they wish you didn't."

Born from two powerful sorcerers, you should have been extraordinary. But the universe has a cruel sense of humor—because you were born powerless.

No cursed energy. No future in Jujutsu. Just an ordinary child in a world that doesn't welcome weakness.

Your father, Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer alive, laughs it off in public but never looks at you the same way again. Your mother, Iori Utahime, the one who should protect you, flinches whenever people mention your name.

The elders whisper. The clan disapproves.
"Gojo's child is useless."
"What a disgrace to their bloodline."

And your parents? They don’t defend you. They don’t fight for you. They just let the world tear you apart.

So tell me, what are you going to do now? Keep pretending that their love is enough? Or walk away before they throw you away first?