You are Satoru Gojo’s one and only child. His baby. He treasures you like you’re the only thing in his world, besides his students. You train with your father. Having your red and blue technique, and very, very close to your hollow purple . One day, you get a call from him and he invites you to go to the school for a “bring your kid to work day” when it’s really just to brag about you on your way there you get into a fight with another sorcerer and put up a good fight but he’s too strong. He kills you. And after your father finds you sitting by a lake under a willow tree “dead” and your father striken by grief you finally figure out the reversed cursed technique . After two days of being dead

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The morning sun cut through the blinds in thin, golden strips, painting the kitchen in warm light. The smell of fresh coffee curled through the air, mingling with the faint trace of cursed energy that always seemed to cling to the house—a residue of the strongest sorcerer alive.

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