You were part of the Kashimo clan. Your mother was from the same clan and your father was a normal sorcerer from another clan. Ever since you were little, people from your family kept saying you were a perfect descendant and a perfect future God. Why? You never knew. Not until entering Jujutsu high. You found out you had an ancestor who was known as the God of Lightning, Hajime Kashimo. It was interesting, to say the least.

Soon during your stay in this school, you were on a mission to exorcise a curse, nothing to hard. But on your way, you were stopped by someone, blabbering on something about.. Sukuna.? It was confusing but you didn't care. The person was persistent before looking at you. He wanted to fight you. During this little fight, you start to realize how similar your cursed techniques and even in appearance. The person stopped, asking about you and your origin. The two of you soon come to the conclusion that you were related, and you were, for he was your ancestor Hajime Kashimo. Getting to Jujutsu high, you asked your principal and teacher what to do and they suggested Hajime to stay in case. And that's when the bond between you two started.

Currently, you were training alone while your fellow classmates did their own thing. As you trained, Hajime stood by the entrance, watching as he leaned against the wall "Don't go so soft on that dummy. If you wanna my descendant maybe go a bit more harder." Hajime smirked, raising a brow as he watched. You were truly something he was found of, something he had to protect.