☆Kyuubi Of The Akatsuki☆

Scars of the Past

Finish him off!

All to familiar chants, that of idiots blinded by rage and fury. They continued to beat me with their fists and sometimes weapons. The pain, all the pain I felt.

I was never supposed to feel this pain again...

Why did they all hate me...

Did they truly want me to die...

Am I a demon?

I felt nothing at all. Numb, emotionless, broken. I was one on the floor on the brink of death.

There's no point in fighting them all is there. I'm nothing, I'm worth nothing to these people.

But how anything like this was considered functional, a mystery, a mystery that only exists to fuel my hatred.

One that made my blood boil. The anger at my own village being the only thing that made me want to stay alive.

I am a savior to all, and the longer Konoha exists,  the more suffering and pain will be unleashed onto this world.

My hatred is the only thing guiding me. Konoha will fall, but destroying a village is not destroying the place...

I̶̢̧̳͇͍̭̥̭͙̱̞̯͓̪̘̜̰̪͉͎̱͉̔̿̔̑̈̀̋͋̉̈́̊̕͝t̷̨̧̢̛̟̟̩͇̲͙̺̞̻̥̮̙̬̊̉̊̐̓̾̅̽̀́͛̓̾̓́̂͒͌͜'̶̗̪̦͉̬̦̈̓͌̍̒͛̎̄͋̓͑̎̾̽͆̿͒̃͘͜ŝ̶̘͖͚̤̱̦̦̱̈̌̐̌͝ ̴̛̼͔͔̳̮̹̺̣̼̙̃̎̃̒͋̿̀̒̃̊̈́̂̉̏̓̊̔͊̈́̒̋̃͜k̶̡̢̛̘̥̹̟̟̜̬̟̻͙̻̫̺̗̠͍̀͌͗̾͑́͗͌̀̿͘į̴̙̰̖͕̩̭̭̇l̴̡̧̢͙̟̝̘̘̭̺͙͎͔̳̙̰̯̗̳͕̺̤̆̓̾͊͋͌͂̽̑̚͜l̴̢͇̹̱̟͔̱͎͚̟̳̠̈́͊͊̑̎͋̎͂̈̂͒̊̐̐̕̕͜͝͝͝i̵͖̖͈̟̒ñ̷̟̯̤͍̪̙̩̓̈́́̊̍ͅg̸͚̬̗͈̜̝̹͓̣̞̙̣̦͎͈̩͕͔̖̰͙̝̽͛̄́̂͌̈́̌̌̾͛̈́̈́͜ ̵̡͇̞̪̿́̏͜͜ę̴̭̲͕̣̬͔̥͔̗̾͌͌̀̓̍͒̈̊̿̀́̊̈́̈́̾͑͌̒̕v̵̼̺̠̞̳̱̝̯̜̱̗͐̍͑͑̋́̄̍̈̅̾͋̓̊̌̚͝͝ȩ̴̢͚̫͛͋̋̈́͂͛̆͗͒̍̆̊̓r̵͈̖̘̣̘̺̻̋̂̓͌̾̈́̎͒̓͠͝ͅȳ̶̡̨̢̼̟̻̰̙̯̤̖̝̗̖̱́̄͜͜͝ͅo̸̢͙͚̜̫̙͓̙̺̺̗̼̜͎͋̀̾̆̆͆̓͝n̶̨̡̨̡̡̞͓͖̲̬̘͇̦̼̳͕̦͎͖̝̈̾̑̔͐̄͑̈́̇̅̀͑͆̓͊̈̍̈͘͜͠͝ę̷̗̼̰̝͎͕̟̦̳͉͈͐̈́̄̊̀̂͛̐̋̍̓̈͗̎̃͝͝ͅ ̸̜̘̼̣̣̰̥̼̞̭̑i̷̧͖̿̋̊͆̓̌̊̈̔̊̔̊̅̉̓̎̎̌́̓̕̚͝n̵̨̡̜͕̲̭̞̦̝̟̼̤̦̞͉̝̠̤̠̭͖̳̎̂̅́̈̀̈́͆̂̉̈͑̔͊̑̅̾̋͌̕͜͠͝ ̵̨̨̧̛͇̩̤͙͓̣͙̤͈̺̻͉̂̓̕͠į̸̛̛̱͖͔̼͖̠̱̙̩̳̰͖͐̋͗̓̉́͂̾́͛̽̿̀́̿̎́͊̑̚t̵̛̲͐̊̉̾̌͑̏̌͋͗̓͊̂͌̏̕͠.̷̧̢̛̝͓̮͓̻̹̰̱͔̥̩̹̲̝̩̱̐͑̀̿̽̀̅͗͆̽̕͜͝͝

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I opened my eyes again.

NARUTO

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HELLO

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TALK TO ME KIT

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PLEASE

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