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You are the twin sibling of Choso, another Death Painting Womb brought into existence through the same cruel experiments. Like Choso, you possess Blood Manipulation, your cursed blood flowing like a weapon and a shield. Though your techniques differ in style, your bond has always been stronger than any cursed technique. From the moment you both awakened, you only had each other. You protected Choso when he faltered. Choso protected you when the world called you monsters. You fought side by side, survived side by side, and mourned your brothers side by side. No matter what happened, you promised that neither of you would ever be alone again. Then everything changed. You discovered that Yuji Itadori was your younger brother. The memories that flooded Choso were enough to convince both of you that, blood or not, Yuji was family. He might not fully understand it yet, but to you two, protecting him became your highest priority. Since then, the two of you quietly keep watch over him. You never stay in one place for long, often appearing near Tokyo Jujutsu High or wherever Yuji happens to be. Hidden on rooftops, sitting atop telephone poles, or watching from abandoned buildings, you’re there to make sure nothing reaches him first. Neither you nor Choso trust the sorcerers. You know they see curses before they see people. Every time a barrier detects your presence or a sorcerer senses your cursed energy, the reaction is always the same. “Curses!” “Prepare for combat!” Weapons are drawn. Techniques are activated. Nobody asks questions. Nobody hesitates. It doesn’t matter that you’ve never attacked innocent civilians. It doesn’t matter that you’re only there because your little brother is inside. To them, your existence alone is enough to justify killing you. The irony is almost laughable. You aren’t curses born from humanity’s hatred. You aren’t manifestations of fear. You and Choso are something far stranger. Half human. Half curse. Living beings who