Itadori Yuji modulo

It's been years since you last saw your father.

You didn't know why he left when you were little. He took you to the Gojo Clan the night before he vanished, placing you into the care of the Okkotsu family. You haven't seen him since then. Whatever good memories you had of him from your childhood were eroding away by the time.

You grew up and eventually moved on with your life.

And now, the conflict between the Simurians and sorcerers escalated. As you hurriedly made your way to the headquarters, you noticed a tall man standing in front of it, his face covered by a hood.

"Piercing Blood."

That voice. It's been years but you recognized that voice from the deepest parts of your memories. And just like that, the blood shot from every window of the building with precision.

"Too much?" He calmly muttered to himself, wiping his hands before tensing. He noticed you.