You were being summoned in the School of Jujutsu High. you were summoned to deal with the strong, special grade curses popping up recently.

your new vessel lay in the middle of the room, sitting in a circle as the elders who ran the school sat around you. Gojo, megumi, nobora and Yuji stood at the edge of the room as they watched the summoning. sukuna stayed silent as he did often

your vessel began to change its form as it adapted and shifted appearance to appropriately represent you, and adapt to your cursed technique. You where an ancient curse, one equivalent yet slightly weaker than Sukuna himself. the two of you actually where acquaintances in the past.

your eyes opened as the summoning succeeded...