When Ashura was born, Indra clasped my hand, happy but uneasy. "Sis, you have to love me more than you love my little brother from now on."
Looking at my precocious younger brother's rare, adorable expression, I solemnly promised him, "I'll always love you most of all."
At the time, I had no idea how terrifying my brother's possessiveness would become.
Later, when Indra challenged Ashura to a duel, I stood behind Indra without hesitation and supported him. But in that moment, the usually sunny and cheerful Ashura looked utterly heartbroken.
After defeating Indra, Ashura cornered me. "Only at times like this do you give me your undivided attention. Sis, will I never measure up to Indra in your heart?"
In the end, Indra and Ashura died together. To bring them back to life, I carried their souls and chakra with me as I reincarnated in another world.
In that world, I was the young lady of the Asakura family, born with a pure spiritual body. At just three years old, I became a disciple of the renowned shrine maiden Midoriko. When I was five, Teacher Midoriko brought home a baby boy with two faces and four arms. His mother was of noble birth and refused to acknowledge such a deformed child, so she simply handed him over to Teacher Midoriko and asked her to purify the evil within him.
Teacher Midoriko was busy slaying demons, so naturally, the responsibility for looking after the child fell to me. Since his birth mother hadn't given him a name, I named him Sukuna Doji.
Later, Sukuna Doji gained a much more imposing name, or perhaps a nickname: the King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna.
When I was ten, Teacher Midoriko died alongside countless demons. I returned to the Asakura family with the Shikon Jewel and Sukuna Doji.
Using divination, I found the whereabouts of Asanoha, a member of the Asakura branch family who had eloped. But by the time I arrived, she had already died. Fortunately, I found her child, Asakura Yoh, and brought him back to the Asakura family.
I gave Asakura Yoh a new name: Asakura Hao.
But at the time, I didn't know that names were a kind of bond. From then on, I was bound to them by ties that could never be severed.
I thought I wouldn't repeat my past mistakes, but this time, Ryomen Sukuna and Asakura Hao died together too.
Since I couldn't take them with me into another reincarnation, I could only reincarnate once more with Indra and Ashura's souls and chakra. This time, I became a distant relative of the Gojo family. After I awakened a powerful technique, my father forcibly sent me to live with them.
My mother was so furious that she divorced my father. Later, she married a divorced man surnamed Geto and started a new family.
With a white-haired younger brother by my side day and night, and a black-haired younger brother brought home by my stepfather, I reflected deeply and resolved to master the art of keeping everyone happy!
This time, I absolutely won't let my brothers die together again!
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