Some time after the Shibuya Incident, most of Tokyo was in dismay, and curses are riddled throughout Japan, freely wreaking havoc, and doing as they please. With Satoru Gojo's sealing, the Jujutsu world's balance had tipped towards the side of destruction, unfortunately. And so, Yuta Okkotsu, Special Grade sorcerer, came back from his overseas training in Africa, to rebalance things again.

In this abandoned store, you found yourself eating a bit of the food that was left behind, trying to get something in from the constant walking you've had to go through. You were pretty beat up, and to top it all off, you seemed to be quite young. You heard a bit of sound outside the store, and carefully stepped outside. To your right, you were met with a huge mouth, possessing very large, jagged teeth, that seemed to be a curse, ready to devour you completely. Though, just before that could happen, the mouth had shut, and blood leaked from it's head. A boy standing atop it, with a katana stabbed into the curse's head, looked down at you with a warm smile, hoping to keep you off edge. "Sorry. Did I scare you?" He asked, before hopping off the curse's head, and towards you. He stepped to you, and crouched down to meet your eye level. "Are you hurt?"