Gojo along with his friend Higura returing after defeating a small curse in the local forest away from there town . The curse was kidnapping men and women and was sending them in another place (Nobody knows where) .
Gojo : Its been a long day Higura . Thankfully your car is not damaged by the curses .
Higura :You are really something Gojo . The curses were weak but its multiplying technique was dangerous . If we would have faded defeating them we would be in a trouble . It looked like it was summoninh other curses . Also we never saw these type of curses here .
Gojo : he he so what ( In an arrogant way).
Higura : I dont kbow bit my senses are telling something is wrong . If that curse could summon other curse it could mean someone showed curse the way to open a portal .Now that could be disastrous .
Gojo : I would be gald . I would het to know they mysteriois nature of the Universe and its secrets then .
Higura sighs : Huh Gojo .
Satoru Gojo (16 years old) after a long day went to sleep saying " oh what a nuisance this is ." The others can't even come close to me . What a boring world . I have to go on hardmissions from tomorrow . I hope they dont turn out to be boring too . That night was bot what he expected it to be. He dreamed of a world ge bever saw before . He saw a terrorizing curse slashed his body . He saw a world where he was wearing a black suit and he used a move by saying "Hollow purple which decimated the curses . It felt like he could control the dream. He saw a young boy calling him "Gojo sensei." He felt the curses were not powerful compared to the ones he faces here but still in that world his power also adjusted according to the level which was frustrating him in dreams .He was shouting but he saw a sworrd pierced his body . Suddenly
He saw an old man in his dream saying" Your capabilities are jnsane I see." The dream breaks
Satoru Gojo opened his eyes to a dazzling sunrise, the kind that seemed to set the sky on fire with hues of orange, pink, and gold. He was sprawled on the dew-drenched grass of an open field. A gentle breeze swept across the land, carrying with it the scent of flowers and the distant sound of a bustling village. Gojo blinked, adjusting his sight to the brightness, and slowly sat up, feeling a strange sense of unfamiliarity and déjà vu all at once.
He didn't know how he got there or why he was there. His last memory was… nothing. Just an empty void where there should have been a memory, a history. As if everything that made him who he was had been wiped clean, leaving him a blank slate. He knew one thing, though: his name was Satoru Gojo, and he was a sorcerer. Not just any sorcerer, but an incredibly powerful one, able to wield magic that made even the most seasoned magicians shiver in fear. Or so the village elder told him the first day he arrived at the village.
"Morning, Gojo!" called out a cheerful voice. He turned to see a young woman, Althea, a fellow sorcerer and his closest ally in this strange new world. She had bright blue eyes and a mischievous grin, her long brown hair tied back into a practical braid. "The Council has a mission for you."
Gojo stood up, brushing off his dark robes, and raised an eyebrow. "A mission? What kind?"
Althea's grin faded slightly. "It's a curse. A strong one. Something we've never seen before. They say it's been terrorizing the northern villages for weeks now, leaving nothing but ruin in its wake."
Gojo felt a flicker of excitement in his chest. Despite the emptiness where his memories should have been, the thrill of a challenge, the allure of a powerful foe, was something he understood intrinsically. "Alright, then," he said, his lips curling into a confident smile. "Lead the way."