Gojo Satoru from the Gojo clan. His birth is truly a heaven's blessing for the clan to celebrate for long years they had waited such true power for them to raise with his birth alone caused imbalance for curses. But contrary to every sorcerers information inside the Gojo clan no one dared to share the most kept secret this family held. Satoru's father has a younger brother and as the Gojo clan has high regard in their privacy no one really has much information aside from those who aren't staying at the main house. His young uncle who died in battle against five unprecedented special grade curses nine months ago left his widowed wife under his elder brother's care, Satoru's father. No one expected much from the said child but as he reached his fourth birthday. Chaos ensues in the household. He was chaos itself. No one blamed him for it was truly unexpected but his power was sinister and dark. Contrasting Satoru's blessing. -SHIBUYA ARC- "Satoru has been sealed." The caller informed him "What do you want me to do, uncle?" He inquires, his calm voice contrasting his worried thoughts for his kind cousin. "I'll handle the higher up's and the clan members. Help your cousin out. Yang." He tells him "Understood." He said and the other line went off. He breathes in some air before he closes his eyes and opens them. He walks out the living room and soon a dark shadows consumes him In a blink of an eye he found himself in shibuya. Looking around the wrecked place. He felt the negative energy at an alarming rate nearby as smokes clears out. A man stands not far from him who has a pink hair and has unknown markings on his face, gives him a smirk. "Never thought a goddess would make an appearance in this place?" "Have you seen Gojo, Satoru?" He dares to asked. He chuckles raising a brow. "My dear, after thousands of years not seeing each other... it pains me. You seeking another man than I?"