3rd pov

"But the end result is still your execution." Gojo concluded, finishing his reiteration of the events before Yuji woke up, tied to a chair, in a room full of talesmen.

Many things were running through Yuji's head:

What?

Is he serious?

I'm being executed?!

And so on and so forth.

"Your recap doesn't match with the current events." Yuji argued. "Hey, sorry, I did my best. You still have to die, but I got your sentence suspended." Gojo explained. "What's 'suspended' mean? You'll wait until later to kill me?" Yuji asked, like this whole thing is ludicrous- and it might as well be. "Yup. I'll just explain from the top." Satoru started, pulling something out from his back pocket, holding up a finger of Sukuna.

"This is the same kind of thing as the cursed object you ate. There are 20 of these in total; we possess six of them." Satoru informed. "Twenty? Oh, each finger and toe?" Yuji guessed. "No, Sukuna has four arms." Gojo corrected. The blindfolded man tossed it in the air before he sent it blasting into a wall, and yet, it remained intact.

"As you can see, we can't destroy them. The curse is just that powerful." Gojo stated, plucking the finger from the crater in the wall. "Yeah, the curse grows stronger everyday. So, our modern-day Jujutsu seals just aren't keeping up. That's where you come in." Gojo explained. "Huh?"

"When you die, the curse inside you will die as well. You see, our elders are cowards. They're demanding we kill you right away. But that would be a waste, wouldn't you say?" Satoru explained. "A waste?" Yuji questioned. "See, there's no assurance another vessel capable of handling Sukuna will ever be born again. So, here's what I proposed to them: since they've already decided to execute you, why not wait until after you've absorbed all of Sukuna to do it? And the higher-ups agreed." Gojo continued. "So, now, you have two options before you. You can die here and now, or gather all the parts of Sukuna, absorb them and then die." He concluded.

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After visiting the hospital, he went to the crematorium to have his grandfather cremated and gather his ashes to put in a vase; Gojo even tagged along.

"Who passed away?" He asked. "My grandpa. Although he was more like a father to me." Itadori informed. "I see. Sorry it had to happen at a time like this."

"So, have you decided what you want to do?" Gojo asked. "...Are casualties like these from curses pretty common?" The boy asked. "This one was a rather exceptional case, but in terms of damage, it happens all the time." Gojo answered. "It's a good night when someone dies a normal death after encountering a curse. Find a body that's torn to pieces is actually one of the better outcomes." Satoru added. Yuji had a look of horror at that information before turning his head down to look at the pavement.

"If you plan to hunt down Sukuna, you're going to witness some gruesome stuff, ...and I can't guarantee you won't end up that way yourself. So, I guess you can choose which hell you want." Satoru informed. The images of his two occult friends and Megumi flashed in his mind at what Gojo said.

When the cremating was complete, Yuji started picking up piece of ashes and cremains that was left behind, delicately dropping them in the jar. "If all the parts of Sukuna were gone, would it really help? Would there be fewer people getting harmed by curses?" Yuji asked, never once did he stop what he was doing. "Yes, of course." Gojo confirmed.

Yuji closed the lid, sealing what was left of his family in a jar. He sighed, exhaling through his nose before looking over at Gojo. "So, have you got that finger?"

Gojo passed the finger off the young boy. "Looking at it again here in broad daylight, it's pretty disgusting." Yuji stated as Gojo took a few steps back. He propped himself up against the wall with his elbow, ready to watch the show. Yuji winces in disgust before finally gulping it down whole.

'Okay, that's the second one; one tenth of the whole. I wonder what's going to happen?' Gojo thought to himself. Yuji just had his eyes closed before they quickly opened. He felt it, he felt him. It felt like he was in his mind, prodding through his whole being, it's so painful. He cuffed his throat, straining as Sukuna's chuckles echoed out of him. 

Yuji stumbled forward before leaning against the wall with his head, continuing to curl up as he stood with the only support to keep him up. It was getting hard to breathe, he could hear his own heart, or is it his heart, thumping loudly, so loud in his ears.

A snicker left his mouth before he started to laugh. He pulled himself out, sticking his tongue out, exclaiming in disgust as tears poked out of the corners of his eyes. "So gross! I mean, so gross it's funny." Yuji informed, his own hand held up to his throat.

Gojo mentally chuckles as his grin becomes an open smile at this discovery. 'There. It's not just a physical tolerance that he has. He can fight off Sukuna's attempts to take over. We haven't seen someone with talent like this in a thousand years.'

Yuji noticed the staring, at least, he thinks so with that blindfold over his eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Oh, nothing at all. I take it this means you've made up your mind? Chosen your fate?" Gojo questions, pushing himself off of the wall. "Not at all." Yuji answers. "I still don't understand why I have to be executed. But I know I can't just do nothing." Yuji explained. He looked over at the picture of his grandpa, smiling with rows of cherry blossom trees in the background. "Grandpa, that last request of yours is gonna be a pain in the ass."

"I'll eat every part of Sukuna. After that, I don't care. As far as how I'm going to die, I've already decided." Yuji stated. "My guy! I love fighting guys like you! A fun time in hell awaits. Make sure you're packed by the end of the day." Gojo said, turning around and opening a door. "Am I going somewhere?" Yuji asked just as the doors revealed Megumi Fushiguro with bandages and band-aids on his face. "Tokyo."

"Fushiguro! Looking good, brother!" Yuji shouts, giving the injured boy a thumbs up. "You think this is looking good? Anyway, here's the deal, you're going to the school for jujutsu sorcerers that I attend." Megumi informs. "Huh?"

"Tokyo Jujutsu High School. By the way, you'll be one of the three first-years there." Gojo informed. "Only three?!"

(Time-skip)

Y/n's pov

"Welcome to Tokyo Jujutsu High School, Itadori." I greeted with a bow of respect. "Follow me." I said, he and Gojo following behind, wrapping an arm around my shoulders  . "This is one of the only two Jujutsu educational facilities. The other being in Kyoto. The cover story for this place - to keep people wandering on the property and finding out about what goes on - is that this is a private religious school." I explained as we walked deeper and deeper on the grounds. "Many jujutsu sorcerers continue to use it as a base after graduation, so it's a pillar of the Jujutsu community not just in education, but for support and mediation in missions." I continued to inform.

"Anyway, you're about to have an interview with the principal." Gojo informed as we walked up some stairs, taking his arm off of me. "The principal?" Itadori repeated in confusion. "Screw this up and he could turn you down for admission, just like that." Saturo stated. "HUH?! And what happens then? Immediate execution?!" Itadori interrogates in an upset panic.

"What's this? So, you're not the boss?" A familiar voice spoke up, causing us to stop in place. I turned my head, spotting the mouth on Itadori's cheek with a blank look. "Any hierarchy other than strength is worthless." Sukuna stated. Young Itadori yelps is surprise before slapping his hand over the second mouth. "I'm sorry about that. Sometimes he just does that." Itadori said. "I just hope he isn't causing too much trouble for you, young Itadori." I said with a solum tone. "What an amusing body you have now." Gojo hummed

Then, a mouth grew on the back part of his hand. "I do owe you a good favor, though. Once I make this punk's body my own, you'll be the first one I kill!" Sukuna declared. I raised a brow, was that targeted to me or Saturo? "It's my honor to be targeted by Sukuna himself." Gojo remarked, still having that grin on his face.

Itadori took his hand off his face, covering the mouth with his other hand. "This guy is really that famous?" He asked. "Ryomen Sukuna is an imaginary fierce god with four arms and two faces. But, he once existed as an actual human being. Although it was over a thousand years ago. In the golden age of Jujutsu, sorcerers gathered all their might to challenge him, and failed. Crowned with the title of Sukuna, we couldn't even destroy his grace wax as he traversed the ages after death as a cursed object. Without a doubt, he is the king of curses." Gojo informed, causing memories of the past to flash in my mind.

"Who's stronger, him or you?" Itadori asked. "Well, if Sukuna regained all his power, he might cause me a little trouble." Gojo said as we went back to walking. "But would you lose?" Itadori questioned. "Nah, I'd win." Gojo said.

"Anyways, I have a meeting to start. I wish you the best of luck, young Itadori." I said with a bow and left.

After Itadori Got Accepted

3rd pov

After Yuji Itadori was finally accepted, he was being taken to the dorm rooms by Saturo Gojo. "Hey, Gojo," the young boy started, " I remember you mentioning that Y/n and Sukuna have a history. What was their relationship?" Itadori asked. "Well, they were wedded." Saturo admitted. "Huh?! Since when? Wasn't he sealed?" Yuji questioned in shock.

"Yes, it was back in the Heian Era. It was more as a one-sided relationship with Y/n being the one wearing the rose-tinted glasses. But, they were later divorced after she caught him with a mistress." Gojo informed. "Wow, if I didn't hate him before, I surely do now. But... how is she even alive if she existed during that time? Wouldn't that make her a curse spirit?" Yuji quired. Gojo laughed. "Oh, yes, he really did fumble with such a beauty. But, she is nowhere near being a cursed spirit, nor will she be." He scoffed. "Then, what is she?"

"A man-eating demon." Gojo said. Itadori's eyes widened. A demon? A man-eating demon? "Those exist?! How? Why?" Yuji asked. "It happened right after she found out about the mistress. She was so saddened, left with a broken heart. To think that he would love her, she scolded herself for being so blind. Anger, rage, sadness, depression, and ennui filled her heart." Gojo started, in a slightly sad tone. "But..." He said, his voice holding no emotion.

"That's when her brother visited her. She was surprised, the last time she saw him, he was still sick, being taken care of by doctors trying to cure his illness. They had caught up with each other, and her brother, Muzan Kibutsuji, had informed her about what had cured him, that it had healed him, but he couldn't walk out into the sun, and had developed a taste for human flesh and blood. And so, he made a deal with her, and she accepted it. Among the demon hierarchy, she was the closest to the top, second to the king of demons. There were the Twelve Kizuki, and in the Twelve Kizuki were the Lowermoons and the Uppermoons. The lowest ranks, fit for the weakest in the group, is Lowermoon 6 through Lowermoon 1; the highest rank, fit for the strongest in the same group is Uppermoon 6 through Uppermoon 1." Gojo explained.

He walked a bit faster before turning around, getting in Yuji's personal space, again. "Do you want to know what her rank was called?" Gojo asked, his smile unwavering. "Uh... yeah." Itadori answered. "She is considered the Dutchess of Demons; Equalmoon 0. Stronger than the Twelve Kizuki, but weaker than her little brother." He informed. He backed up before they continued on their walk.

"It was only a century ago that she changed sides, she opened her eyes and helped an old organization - that specialized in killing demons - to put an end to his reign. After he was defeated, she and another demon - that didn't work for Muzan - were the only demons left to exist. Y/n would later find out about Jujutsu Sorcerers and joined. She also made her own Twelve Kizuki, calling them the Twelve Taisei. The ranks are different, instead of Lowermoons and Uppermoons, it's Upperconstellations and Lowerconstellations. The logic is the same: Lowerconstellations 6 through Lowerconstellations 1 are the weakest while the Upperconstellations 6 through Upperconstellations are the strongest. Y/n even changed a small part of her rank, from Equalmoon to Equalstar." Gojo concluded.

"Wow, she must be powerful." Yuji hummed. "Yep, especially her Blood Demon Art. One of her powers is if she were to drink the blood of a human or demon, she would have those powers for a few hours, unless the original owner dies, then they would become hers permanently. She can also give those powers away, but only to humans. How they would get those powers is by consuming a little bit of her blood - consensual from both parties - but the consequence is that they'd become demons forever. Luckily, back in the Taisho Era, when Muzan was defeated, a demon named Tamayo - the first to reject Muzan's rule - made a cure to change a demon back to a human. So, if you didn't want to be a demon anymore, you'd take it, but you would loose the power and abilities you gained as a demon and won't turn back if you want them again." Gojo explained.

Gojo stopped walking, to his left was Shoji doors. "This is her room. Behind those doors is an example of a demon's blood demon art back from the Taisho Era." Gojo started. "Wanna see it?" Gojo asked in a goofy tone. Yuji looked towards the doors, his curiosity growing. With a sigh, he opened the doors, and he was met with pitch black darkness. He then heard the sound of a flickering light but couldn't see any lights turn on. He was about to step inside to look around, but Saturo grabbed him by his hood. "Just wait a second." Gojo said, pulling him back.

That's when he saw something from below, lights. They continued to go up, and more lights turned on behind it revealing something like an Escher painting of stairs, shoji doors and buildings, and many other structures that seem to go on for miles and miles. "Woah!" Yuji exclaimed. "Welcome to the Infinity Castle! It only appears beyond these doors when a meeting is happening or is starting soon. When they are over, it will turn into a normal bedroom." Gojo explained. Yuji continued to be amazed, that was until he remembered what he was about to do before the lights turned on. "Don't worry, the falls won't kill you because this dimension defies the laws of gravity and physics, as long as you land on a structure." Gojo added.

A sound of a thud echoed out and the lights quickly disappeared, and the environment changed into a bedroom with filled bookshelves, a desk, a futon; it looked like an old Japanese bedroom. Standing at the center was Y/n, eyes closed with tense shoulders. She let out a sigh, dropping her shoulders. She quickly turned her head towards the duo. "Oh, good. You two are here. Sorry that I won't be staying long, Itadori, but I'll be out to pick up the last first year, see you two then." You dismissed, walking past them with a wave. Itadori waved back watching your figure walking further down the hallway until you turned the corner.

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Bonus:

Inside the Infinity Castle, there stood a very tall, hulkingly muscular man with a massive upper body and thick legs, giving him a top-heavy build. His skin is a rose-terracotta tone, peppered with umber tattoos like tiger strips. He has exceedingly long that drags on the ground beneath him. Its matted mass is an all-encompassing void of black compared to his otherwise fiery tones, sprawling away in wild strands. He wears little clothing and armor, his chest is bare, save for his fire red, triangular gem embedded in the center of it, which is flanked by fiendish, heath markings similar to those on his face. The only garment on his person is a dhoti, a silken, saffron yellow cloth that wraps his legs and is accompanied by a separate, ruby red waistband-loincloth hemmed with orange and secured with a golden buckle. A single bracelet coils around his left wrist and two slight plates of armor with a single spike that sit on his shoulders, all three elements being rendered in pale gold.

The camera pans in on his face, showing his eyes are closed. Brows furrowed and lined in black, curling lashes. Sinuous brands border his eyes symmetrically in pointed fronds as another sits at his forehead, acting as the base to his two grand antennae. The said grand antennae erupt is stinging tongues of flame and likely represent his twisted divinity and power, as they come from his Ajna chakra.

In one of his hands is his weapon, a menacing parashu that stands even taller than its wielder. its double blades curve like searing flames, one larger than the other, and stem from a red-hot starburst insignia. The axe's base is a long shaft with numerous sharp bevels, while the entire weapon glows with hellish heat and takes the colors of warm igneous rock and flowing magma.

His eyes open, revealing jasmine slit pupils and cooler red sclerae, a number being shown in one eye and his rank in the other: Upperconstellation 3. An annoyed scowl of sharp teeth set in tarnished gold grew on his face. A meeting has been called; he hates these meetings, they're always so boring. But, he knows that he's supposed to go, otherwise he might be demoted in the ranks as punishment, or worse, being with the Lowerconstellations, meaning that he was weak, and he will never be weak. But... these meetings also happens if someone in the group - he's in - have died. He hopes that it was one of the two above him or a certain annoying little golden bird.

He extended his arms out to his sides and fell forward. The wind blew past his face as he fell down and down the Infinity Castle, even passing by Upperconstellation 2's place of domain: the Circus of Deceit. He twisted his body so then he would land on his feet. The walls of the area he was in began to shift, going forward or backwards. He flipped himself so that his feet would connect to a pillar coming from behind, sending him to where the meeting is taking place.

The sound of the end of a staff hitting the ground echoed, creating a thud sound; he and the flooring he was on was teleported to the meeting place in this maze.

He glanced up at the holy figure, whose eyes stayed close for majority of the time. There stood a partially tall man with orange-tan skin and creamy blond hair. On his forehead is a sienna-colored star shape. His outfit consisted of a waffle-like hat and robes, and a light-colored palette. His hate is pointed, the pointed half on top being a bright yellow with a waffle pattern, and the bottom half being golden with a crown appearance. His vestment is also a golden yellow and contains two attached triangular tippets, complete with the collar and cassock being bright yellow and have the exact pattern as his pointed hat. The cross-like plate on his vestment contains a vibrant, blue, pointed clover gem. Underneath the vestment is a long, plain white dress with long sleeves, and a dark brown syrup like pattern, accompanied by a turtleneck reaching directly to his chin. He holds a staff, containing a vanilla flower with orchid yellow petals and a closed eye. The brown shaft of the staff contains a few green vines.

The area was filled with silence, one that you could hear a pin drop. But no dropped pin reached his ears, instead it was the flapping of wings. He looked to his left to see something gleaming in the darkness, a golden gleam. Great, she's here, too. "Well, well, well, if it isn't you, Baningu Supaisu. The figure in the darkness flew past him, harsh winds following behind. The figure twirled in the air, before she stopped, her golden, arc-shaped wings with a green triangle pattern on their edges landed gracefully on one of the grounds.

She has a golden burst of hair and dark brown skin. Her eyes are also gold with white lashes and eyebrows, and a green pattern on her lower eyelids. She wears a golden headdress that contains a yellow gem that is also triangular shaped, with a perfect cheese triangle topping it with two longer triangles on the sides of her head- the differences between their gems - other than color - is that hers pointed downwards, his points upwards. Her upper half is half-covered by a wide gold and green collar with outward spokes, while her lower half is covered by linen skirt with an orange belt. She wears golden bracelets on her hands and wields a spear with two triangles on its ends pointed in the same direction, with the triangle on the point sporting holes similar to Swiss Cheese.

"How lovely it is to see you in such good health! How long has it been since we last saw each other? 20 years, was it?" She asked with false enthusiasm, after all, she also hates him back. In her golden eyes, her rank flashed in her eyes; Upperconstellation 5. "When I was summoned, I thought you might've perished; it made my heart sing- I mean, made my heart fill with anguish and sadness at the thought of losing a good comrade." Kogane Chizu said in a fake sad tone, wiping an imaginary tear from her eye. Baningu scoffed at her little act.

He sensed another presence. He turned his head and saw a figure sitting by a ground across from them, swinging her legs with a sorrow-filled expression on her face, and clutching her flower staff close to her frame. The staff was green, with a fading white, pointed tip at the bottom, the Staff is twisted towards the top to form two leave, which join with her matching green gem, and is topped with a calla lily. She was partially tall, spindly woman with pale brown skin and dark fuchsia eyes, with eyelashes underneath them. She had messy white hair with a long braid, its waves resembling the petals of white lilies. She wears a vine headband with a white lily and few leaves on her hair. Her outfit is a green, sleeveless dress fading into white at the top, its beading resembling dew. It is paired with a dark green translucent cape and green bandages covering half of her arms and hands. Her eyes flashed her rank: Upperconstellation 4.

"How worrying." She started, speaking in a soft tone. "It seems that since we've been apart, you've lost track of time over the years. It's been 49 years since we've all seen each other last. Specifically, during meetings such as this. It's an indivisible, uneven, and unlucky number. How troublesome. I predict that we're summoned here for bad news or a terrible omen is on its way." She muttered, closing her eyes and hanging her head low. Baningu rolled his eyes.

"Junsuina Banira!" Baningu called out. "Has Mother Y/n arrived yet?" He asked in a bored tone, placing part of his axe over his shoulder. Junsuina hummed, moving his staff in front of him. The eye in the flower opened, revealing it to having a light cyan sclera and a brown iris. A few seconds passed and he moved his staff back to where it was, the eye in the staff closing. "She has yet to arrive." Junsuina answered, opening his eyes, revealing his heterochromia eyes as his rank flashed in his eyes; the right eye being a pale yellow and his left eye being faded blue; Upperconstellation 6.

"What about Upper 1? Let me guess, the reason why we were summoned is because he has died, right?" Baningu asked with a smug grin; looks like this meeting took a turn for the better.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" A familiar, annoying, voice said with laughter, echoing throughout the area. The lights flickered to darkness before they turned back on again. "How rude of you to be so mean to me, brother Baningu." The voice whined, suddenly sounding close behind him, but he didn't react. In fact, his grin turned into a frown of annoyance. "Weren't you worried about me, even a little bit?" The voice asked, placing a hand on Baningu's left bicep. "I was worried that something unfortunate happened to little old you, fire-head. After all, as the saying goes, the strong must protect the weak, right? I'd just be crushed if a fellow comrade of mine were to die~" Upperconstellation 2, Kage Chichi, exasperated.

Kage is a spindly, average height male with powder blue skin and two different colored eyes that are different shades of blue; the right eye was cyan with a black slit pupil and black eyelashes, and the left eye was cerulean with a white slit pupil and white eyelashes. His mouth is sapphire blue and sly, having teeth which change between straight and sharp depending on his emotions. Over his right eye is a pale blue, claw-shaped marking. He has white locks of hair near his face - two that fall against his forehead and one slicked back - azure curled sidelocks, and glossy, sharp, long hair in a dual-toned shadow and lapis style that resembles the extents of a jester's hat. Hidden in the shadows of his hare are ghostly eyes that ogle onlookers and change to match his emotions.

He wears an obsidian harlequin bodysuit with turquoise diamond appliques. His sleeves take a bishop style, his right sleeve having a pale columbian blue base and his left a black base, both with sapphire accents and wide cuffs resembling whipped cream. He wears a ruff collar from which hang curling coattails with a ghostly blue lining and a black outside. Upon its lining are more gazing eyes. He wears his eye-like gem - like Junsuina's but upside down - as a brooch on his collar in the same place that Junsuina wears his own gem. Kage also holds a jester hat split into black and cobalt halves, having a milk-splash crown about its rim and blueberry-shaped pompoms at its extending tassels. He holds a thin black staff with a blueberry eyeball handle and another milk design at its neck, its eye-like design, almost being a direct reflection of Junsuina's own orchid staff.

"Hello, brother Kage!" Kogane greeted from her place. "Hey, there! Long time no see, sister Kogane! Is that a brand-new spear? How lustrous and beautiful it is! Remember the spear you gave me? I'm using it to display a cat's head in my dressing room. I look at it every day before a performance, to remind me of my first kill when I was a newly made demon. Brings back such good memories~" Kage informed in a sing-song tone. Baningu's hand was in a fist, now tightening its grip as lava-like blood dripped from the creases. "That... wasn't its intended use... But, you do you, I guess." Kogane said in an uncomfortable, strained tone. She was feeling upset that her perfectly crafted weapon of gold was being stained with an ugly crimson red hue.

"Hey, you should come over to my circus sometime. I'm sure my next audience will enjoy a show. It can be called: The Sparks of Golden Hope: Volcanic Rising. I can have a lava serpent be what you fight. I bet you and the audience will get a kick out of it. I can just see it now! The suspense. The drama! Oh, how will the heroic god save her kingdom from such a horrible monster?" Kage dramatically wailed.

"Get off..." Baningu angrily muttered. Kage hummed in confusion, turning his head back to the big demon of fire, looking up at him with those empty eyes and smile. "Get your filthy had off me!" Baningu growled, glaring backing into the jester's soulless eyes. He pulled his arm away from Kage and rammed it into his face, breaking his skull as so much blue blood sprayed everywhere, staining the floor, trailing and dripping down the giant's elbow.

"Whoa..." Kage hummed before his face healed back up, once littered with cracks, dents, missing bones and skin, settling back into place and regenerating like nothing happened. "That was quite the attack. It felt a little bit stronger than last time. I'd say 1.5% more than the one before. Veins bulged out of his head, he felt his eye twitching, fuming and breathing heavily, seething with rage.

"You asked about Upper 1's whereabouts? Well, he was the first one I've summoned. He's been listening to you all squabbling ever since." Junsuina Banira informed. Baningu turned his head to look down, the camera traveling somewhere else, showing everything but his face. 

He has a buff, slightly thick appearance, long black hair with additional white strands. His outfit was mainly armor, similar to that of a powerful warrior and king. His armor is slate grey, and his cape is a dark, dull violet with a lighter palatinate purple inside. His shoulder pads underneath his pauldron are diamond-shaped and connected to his cape, the additional diamonds being a dark greyish pink. His garget below his head is a compared to the placard and tasset. His cuisse is dark purple, and his armored books are purplish grey.

"I've been here the entire time." Kurai Kakao said. "Mother Y/n has arrived." The camera shows his face, revealing that the only place revealing skin was his head, carafe brown skin, a seemingly permanent scowl on his lips, adorned with tulip polar purple eyes with a wrinkle underneath them and showing his rank: Upperconstellation 1.

The sound of what seems to be the wailing of ghosts - that would be found in haunted houses and what not - echoed in the background, until a drop of water echoed. The camera pans upwards to the ceiling, revealing vials, beakers, jars, and many other science equipment were on a desk. In each glassware contained the souls of cursed spirits, all in various colors. The ones you have in a piper are of the green kind, having soft smiles. Once it was dropped into a clear solution, the liquid turned purple, and their expressions changed. They still had smiles, but they were sinister now instead of the kind-hearted kind. You hummed in disappointment.

"We have a new, special student attending Jujutsu High in Tokyo. His name is Yuji Itadori, and he is very important." You started, grabbing a different piper, dropping in some blue souls, having sad expressions like it were a theatre mask, into the same solution as the purple ones. They turned pitch black, and with empty expressions, like they have no purpose, or trying to figure it out themselves and for those around them. You sympathize with them; you, too were in that position, but you have made your own path, your own destiny, your own purpose, your reason to exist.

"Is that true, mother? They must be very interesting if you're telling us this. So~ What makes the guy so special~" Kage asked, rocking back and forth from where he sat. "Just last night, he had become the vessel of Sukuna; My ex-husband." You announced. They had worried expressions; it would be very rare for you to get angry. But, when it's about that topic, you're as furious as a cyclone. "I see, you want us to kill hi-" "That option is off the table! Nor will it ever be one!" You growled, interrupting Baningu, making him jump. "I-I see, sorry for the assumption, mother." He apologized with a bow.

You took a deep inhale, before exhaling. "It's alright, you are forgiven. And I apologize for the outburst, dear." You solemnly said. "His vessel is that of a young boy, just about 15 years old. I can tell from his aura, even without Sukuna being contained in his body, I can tell what he doesn't even know. He's part of the family, my nephew." You said, continuing your work, writing down progress after progress with each experiment in a journal.

"I don't know how, possibly through reincarnation, but I don't care how. He is still a child; he should be guided, protected, shielded away from dangers that would be considered too much for him. He doesn't know the horrors of the occupation of being a Jujutsu Sorcerer. But it doesn't matter right now. He's been forcefully brought into this part of the world by accident, the least someone could do is guide him through this." You stated.

"You have all done well with protecting the innocent humans from these curses. Consuming their souls to get stronger to protect more and more people. I expect nothing more or less in your abilities. But, we still have a long way to go if we want to eliminate the existence of curses, for this world to be a better place for those who deserve it." You said.

Almost half a minute had passed, and there was only silence. They slightly jolted when they heard you slam your hands on your table, the atmosphere getting heavy with unbridled rage. "And to think that bastard of a curse is using a child to live by just a slim chance! To think he had escaped his imprisonment by a child saving someone from dying! By a stroke of damn luck!" You yelled, causing the glass equipment to crack, then shattered, the souls of all the failed experiments on cursed souls starting to disintegrate in thin air, being sent to limbo.

"How tragic, indeed." Junsuina muttered, eyes still closed. "What a terrible fate that had become of his life." Howaito, Upperconstellation 4, mumbled.

"Why the sudden change? All because of a child? Just because he's your nephew?" Kogane asked with a scoff. She then felt two hands on her face. Opening her eyes, she realized that Y/n was in front of her, upside down, hold her body up like it was ascending; you were holding her soul. "One of things I don't hate is 'change'. Changes in circumstances. Changes in body. Changes in emotion. In most cases, every change isn't always a 'degradation'. It is a learning experience that keeps us on our toes. One of the things I don't like is 'permanence'. If something doesn't change for an eternity. Would it be a perfect world if there is nothing imperfect to compare to?" You said.

"Another thing I don't like is insults to those who don't deserve the backlash. Yes, he a kid and my nephew, but that doesn't change my intention. All I want is to find Itadori a way out that he would take. He doesn't' deserve to be condemned to be stuck with the likes of that piece of shit. I want him to be free from the shackles that were put on him that he noticed when it was too late. Just like I had done with you, Kogane Chizu. I made you a part of this family, and family take care of one another. Itadori is someone that was added to the circle a little too late, but that doesn't mean we shouldn't welcome him with open arms. The twelve demons that I had created, the Upperconstellations and Lowerconstellations, you are all sisters, brothers and what not. He isn't anything different, just at a different level." You continued.

You gently let her go, letting her soul float down, returning to her body.

"For the first time since I had started this, the rules have been changed, and I am not happy about how it happened." You said. "I'd advise you all to apply yourselves with more urgency from now on. If Sukuna were to gain a body to take over, it's game over for humanity. To fight him once the time comes, many of us will die, but family has to make sacrifices, and I am no exception for I am the mother of this house. It is my duty to make sure all goes well with no terrible casualties." You concluded.

"Kogane, you are to come with me to the train station to pick up the last first year. We'll be meeting up with Gojo, Megumi, and Itadori. I think it would be best for you two to meet since you had such a strong opinion to announce about him. Understood?" You ordered with a bittersweet smile. "Understood." She confirmed, nodding her head. "Good. Meeting is over." You announced. Shuji doors appeared around you and Kogane, teleporting you two back to the human world in the places you last were.