"вιтє мє." || Satoru Gojo x Reader, 17+

i. prequel

For the longest time, Y/n L/n strictly took care of her people. A small village just north of Sendai, Japan.

While she lost her parents at a young age, it didn't hide the fact she was strong willed. A determined fighter. A capable women.

And most of all, the strongest female sorcerer. Rivaling those that ruled clans in just raw strength. Keeping her cool head and composure, helped even more. It wasn't long until her presence was known. Her pure strength, like another sorcerer; created strong curses.

Ones that she had to fend off from her people. She was considered a curse, but a blessing. Some saw her as a creator of destruction, as strong curses followed her path. While others saw her as a guardian angel, slaving away just to keep up and make due.

Solving both cursed spirit issues and civil issues.

But that wasn't for long, as her strength was recognized by the Star Religious Group. Who would repeatedly announce their presence, wanting the girl. Even the Zenin' Clan had their eye on her. Of course just for a personal toy, a breeding ground for strong sorcerers with their name.

None of those interested her, she had no plans on being a stay at home mother. Or a damn hobbit.

Her protection was perfect, too perfect.

It wasn't long before Jujutsu Tech wanted her, already giving her 'Special Grade', a well deserving title. With no prior experience towards the school itself. She might've just been grade two, if they really paid that much attention to her.

Cursed spirits attacked the village, both in sorts of being chaotic evils. But at the fact they wanted Y/n to control them. Having a known leader, meant the easiest life as a curse. Or they wanted her dead, so that they could live on and attach themselves to humans.

That's where her cursed technique came in. Blood manipulation, on an entire different scale. While it was known, that it was an inherited technique, and it kind of was. She only gained it, by absorbing her twin in the womb. Being born with both a cursed technique from her father and mother. While it was true her father had the stronger technique, of course blood manipulation. It was no secret that her mothers third eye wasn't a downside either. Unlocking the third eye chakra, she was able to tap deeper into her mind. Reading enemies both human and cursed spirits', minds.

Predicting movements and actions, proved further use.

When her parents passed away, she quickly took the role of protecting her village from the onslaught of curses.
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"You want me to get a girl?" He asked, crossing his arms. Sticking his tongue out in disgust. "Can't you make Shoko? Girls do better with girls. Better yet, make Nanami do it." The blue eyed sorcerer smirked, sitting back in his chair. Which, he formed to make a couch for himself.

"Satoru Gojo. She's been given a title of Special Grade, an unofficial one until we have her on the premises. She has blood manipulation technique, which we have to keep under wraps and control. The last time we had one, he joined a team of curses. Being strong enough to rival some of our best first years at the moment." The old man spoke, as he was trying to be as professional and strong willed as possible towards the irresponsible man-child.

He only yawned, nodding in defeat. "Yeah yeah, alright. How old's this girl anyways. She can't be older than me." He watched as the old man pulled out a thin file. With only maybe a couple sheets of paper. "We've got only a few pieces of information of her, as everyone who we've sent to investigate her. Has gone missing." He finished, handing the file to him.

"Hmm. She's hot." He muttered out, flipping through pages.

"5'4, yet incredibly strong. Man, your sorcerers you've sent take shitty pictures." He remarked, staring at her lean body, somehow carrying all that strength. "Don't you think armed and dangerous is a little too much? She's not an escaped convict." He laughed, trying to make light of the situation. His eyes reaching that shitty man's own. The silence enough to make Satoru look the other way. "Well, in any case. Sure. I'll go get her. If that's what you want." Setting down the file on the man's desk as he left.

Wide open for anyone who wanted a peak to see.
- 5'4, armed and dangerous.
- Unofficial special grade.
- Blood Manipulation.
- Lean physique.
- To be watched and contained.

"Hey, if she refuses. What shall I do?" Gojo stopped, standing in the doorway. Turning back to him, his stature resting on the adjacent door. Wondering if he'd have to take her by force.

"Do what you must. Even if that means breaking her neck." He nodded, sending the Gojo clan's "leader" out.

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This AU, is not tied to any of my books and is completely separate. Everything from here on out starts at Premature Death.